mr.darcybutgenz

[maryberry]

One of my favorite things about ya/na fantasy is probably that the maturity levels of a several hundred year old man is finally enough to match that of a 16-20 something year old woman and I honestly think that's the most realistic thing in these books.

[darcybutgenz]

i need to save this for proof and reason

[darcybutgenz]

love and other words

elliot and macy are absolutely the definition of strangers to childhood friends to awkward lovers to no-contact strangers to friends to lovers. this book may as well be imprinted in my soul. words can affect many people in numerous ways, but some words do not affect one or cause life repercussions, but they have the ability to stay by your side and sit with you in those moments when no is willing to do so. you are reminded of the strange wistfulness of those words and the story that those words comprised of, and it feels comforting. that is what this book represents to me. and to thousands others.

the book itself represents the title perfectly. from current favorite words to outright confessions, this book is the epitome of honesty. in many books, I find that there is a lot of miscommunication and misconception amongst characters, and that can get frustrating at times; this story is the opposite. that really captures one's interest. the ability to state truths from the beginning but still being enticing enough to keep a reader wanting more and more is one the best qualities an author can possess. and well she does.

[darcybutgenz]

dustsceawung (old english)

this word potrays dust in a way we've never perceived for it to be. dust can be trees, books long forgotten, the rust of weapons and the most archaic of buildings. saying that dust is an epoch in itself. that everything begins w dust and so it continues.

*bangs head on the table*

[darcybutgenz]

the secret history

                               -donna tart

alluring. terrorizing.  beautiful.

the secret history speaks of numerous intellectual and deep profound topics all throughout, yet the one that is always a constant is beauty. emphasis on the terror that raw beauty is. the story follows the life of Richard Papen, a student of an elite, and solitary boarding school, and the experiences he has there. but they're not of the normal kind. not like the usual partying isnt a part, but one experience in particular that affected the lives of six students, one more permanent than others, but deafening all the same. the plot is all about these people gravitating towards the web of death and its eerie attractiveness and the thought of living forever. the way it is written with such intricate details is mesmerizing.

krishi

[sandersstudies]

I actually think it’s cool when a movie or book that’s artistically mediocre connects with people or makes them excited. Like, you don’t have to be Mozart or Shakespeare to create something that touches others.

[darcybutgenz]

daisy jones and the six

this book is one of those that you feel like you have to gatekeep just because of how much it means to you, how much you love those characters, and how much you want them all to yourself, yet you find yourself that someone might stumble across it and be as deep in an emotional turmoil that it creates, as you are; howsoever much we state how perfect our solitary life is, how independent we feel, in some or the other moment, we catch a glimpse of the loneliness peaking from a cage we trapped it in and threw the key away to. at the end, aren’t we all lonely? aren’t we all misunderstood? this ineffable feeling that feels like two parts of you clawing at each other to assert dominance, but in the end it is you that is left with the scars, is what the book shows in such peculiar situations and people that their eerie nature feels normal. the plot deals with substance abuse and addiction and bad decisions and falling in love with the wrong people and it makes it all the more real. a must read, and not in an obligatory manner, because this book will lay your bare and trample all over you, and you will oblige gratefully. 

krishi

[darcybutgenz]

im a j a stupid little human expecting smn to tell me in a stupid little way ' I DO NOT WANT TO BE YOUR MISTAKE, I DO WANT TO BE A LESSON FOR YOU TO LEARN, i j want to be by your side.'

like is it too much to expect from this stupid little world

[mumblesplash]

kinda miss sitting in restaurants with my friends loudly having what is clearly the weirdest conversation the couple two tables over has heard all week and pretending not to notice them chuckle at my jokes but making sure to throw in enough exposition to give them context if they’re still listening

[darcybutgenz]

so selfless of us. entertaining ppl without cost. 😏

[twynte]

them: I like you bc you’re kind

me, a self-proclaimed menace to society: ???

[darcybutgenz]

this hit home

[litaratura]

Michael Cunningham, The Hours

[darcybutgenz]

what of the stars? what of all the nights they listened to the conversations they had? would the stars weep for them and their lost love?

[forbiddenloveletters-deactivate]

oh, to watch the stars with you, my love, is a feeling i would love to feel forever.

— forbiddenluvletters

[darcybutgenz]

i told the stars about you

[darcybutgenz]

beautiful world where are you? : book analysis

 surely we don’t know the answer to that, but sally rooney in her own perfect perfect way helps us find the answer by nudging us into the world of alice and elieen, two best friends and their lives which include felix and simon respectively. alice is a novelist, who is coping with the demerits of being well-known and also indulging in her life of publishers and writers, but when all that becomes too much, she goes off to live in a solitary cottage in a place away from the city only to stumble across felix, who comes off as spontaneous and  slightly perplexing, and his own person. then there is eileen, who is dealing with a breakup and with all the raw and unfinished feelings, she and her childhood friend, simon who is a workaholic and not as good at admitting what he feels for eileen. the relationship between each and every character brings out the truth of the real world and its ‘real’ bonds, and the happiness, jealousy, confusion, grief, anger, strangeness they bring along with them. the contrast in the characters and their beings are deciphered exquisitely. apart from the people and how they are written, the thing that strikes one most about rooney’s writing is the fact that even though not much takes place in the actual plot, the way she captures the essence of simple tasks such as heating soup or watering plants in all their resplendent glory, is an object of sheer mundane madness.

krishi

[darcybutgenz]

the murder of roger ackroyd : book analysis

who hasn’t loved hercule poirot at least once in their life? obviously apart from the people who don’t know hercule poirot; honestly what are they doing not knowing about hercule poirot!? the man is a legend. christie’s writing is admirable from the way she weaves up such intricate plots paying undivided attention to the most minute of details to the way she keeps the reader engaged till the end in such a thrilling manner, that is hazardous. this book is exactly what the title ‘murder mystery’ shall promise you with, the adrenaline, the horror, the suspense, the secrets, the covertness, and finally the great revelation that hits like a sweet epiphany. the most unexpected of twists and threatening of turns await you in this book, but literally never google the book. you will come across the murderer and the fun will be spoiled.

krishi  

[luthienne]

Maya Angelou, from Letter to My Daughter

[Text ID: I am convinced that most people do not grow up. We find parking spaces and honor our credit cards. We marry and dare to have children and call that growing up. I think what we do is mostly grow old. We carry accumulation of years in our bodies and on our faces, but generally our real selves, the children inside, are still innocent and shy as magnolias. We may act sophisticated and worldly but I believe we feel safest when we go inside ourselves and find home, a place where we belong and maybe the only place we really do.]

[darcybutgenz]

we tend to love things more as and when our distance from them grows. we remember their feel. more. we remember their appearance. more. is that why so many people appreciate the moon so much and long forgotten is the soil that birthed us?

[muresetivoire]

"Your body's a temple," its more like the abandoned 19th century chateau that is home to the morally grey villain

[darcybutgenz]

yes yes yes