Every time I doubt myself I think about the time when John Locke remarked ‘Property I have nowhere found more clearly explained, than in a book entitled, Two Treatises of Government.’
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Every time I doubt myself I think about the time when John Locke remarked ‘Property I have nowhere found more clearly explained, than in a book entitled, Two Treatises of Government.’
Father of Liberalism Marketing
please don't tell me I am the only one who thinks that the way Mr. Darcy basically spits out "M... Mr. Wickham?" while his head tilts and he walks menacingly closer to Elizabeth - clearly angry - during the rain scene in Pride and Prejudice (2005) is very, very hot?
no? just me?
Hi! So, after looking at Spotify Wrapped and getting the notification for my Goodreads' Year in Books, I decided to create some graphics looking back at my Year in Books. Here they are!
What do we think?
(Info: The only app I've used to create these graphics is Canva, with data taken from my Goodreads and Storygraph. This work is original.)
⫶ Petrichor
The raindrops collided with the smooth pane of the glass window, refusing to give up as they raced each other down the surface. It wasn't as if they didn't have an audience either; on the other side sat a silhouette noticing them with keen eyes, routing for some of them as the reflection swam in their irises. When one of the drops reached the windowsill, leaving a winning streak in its wake, the lone spectator found a smile turning the corners of their lips up and, with a sigh, they reached for the cup of warm beverage waiting for them on the table. Glancing out into the ocean of green unfurling beneath the flood of droplets, they let their fingers push the edges of the window just a tad, inviting a flourish of the zephyr in.
The petrichor entwined its tendrils with the blend of hot chocolate, and they couldn't resist taking a sip - of both, the drink, and the world.
Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.
Just here to say that my copy of The Love Hypothesis has reached me at last! (After a wait of a little over 1.5 months, but we'll conveniently skip over that part)
Not only has a friend of mine hyped this up for me, but I've also heard so MANY good reviews about this one. I may or may not have stumbled upon slight spoilers while I scrolled through social media, but I've managed to keep it in check for now.
Dr. Adam Carlsen sounds like my next academic crush, even though I've only glimpsed at like a dialogue or two. I'm so excited to give this a go!
And while I want to plough through the book right this second, I'll have to wait till the end of the week owing to real life, 'responsible person' things.
Also I have, quite literally, NO idea about Star Wars, on which the book is based (I've heard it's a fanfiction). Should I be concerned? 👀
Am I eyeing it on my bookshelf while I write this, though? Hahahahahahhahayes
my rating: ☆☆☆☆
Finished reading this last night, and I'm still in a sort of a daze.
I'll admit, I was mildly annoyed with Circe's pushover attitude in the beginning, but even then I could empathize with what went on in her world. While a part of me wanted to find a way to ask Circe to leave her destructive family aside, another found itself wanting to embrace her and just let her know it would be all right. The more I read, the more engrossed I was in her story.
The words are woven so well together, and left me wanting more. I found myself cheering at Circe's triumphs and dispirited at her defeats. Madeline Miller has a way with words, and this was one of the books where I felt transported to the world Circe was in, with the urge to not leave.
The book also highlights the highly patriarchal world Circe had to find her way through at various points, and does an incredible job at leading her to her true strength and helping her make peace with herself.
Her various sides - from a mistreated child to a lonely witch to a protective mother and most of all, a harbinger of change in her own way - demonstrate the whole she gradually becomes over the centuries.
Circe, over the pages, emerges as a self-reliant, confident, and powerful woman who knows her true worth and chooses to not bend to the dominance of another any longer.
fly me to the moon~