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@lit-society book fair 1: classics + the iliad & the odyssey
“Why so much grief for me? No man will hurl me down to Death, against my fate. And fate? No one alive has ever escaped it, neither brave man nor coward, I tell you - it’s born with us the day that we are born.” (insp.)
After all, to the well-organised mind, death is but the next great adventure.
Arya Meme ↳ 4/10 Scenes: Acorn Hall
“I have no gowns of leaves,” said Lady Smallwood with a small fond smile, “but Carellen left some other dresses that might serve. Come, child, let us go upstairs and see what we can find.”
It was even worse than before; Lady Smallwood insisted that Arya take another bath, and cut and comb her hair besides; the dress she put her in this time was sort of lilac-colored, and decorated with little baby pearls. The only good thing about it was that it was so delicate that no one could expect her to ride in it. So the next morning as they broke their fast, Lady Smallwood gave her breeches, belt, and tunic to wear, and a brown doeskin jerkin dotted with iron studs. “They were my son’s things,” she said. “He died when he was seven.”
lit meme | 6/10 books or series: the secret history by donna tartt
“Some things are too terrible to grasp at once. Other things—naked, sputtering, indelible in their horror—are too terrible to really grasp ever at all. It is only later, in solitude, in memory that the realization dawns: when the ashes are cold; when the mourners have departed; when one looks around and finds oneself—quite to one’s surprise—in an entirely different world.”
I cannot fix on the hour, or the spot, or the look or the words, which laid the foundation. It is too long ago. I was in the middle before I knew that I had begun.
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Literary classics: United Kingdom
My name is Anne. Plain Anne. Could you please spell it with an “E” when you speak it? Anne with an “E” looks much more distinguished.
Your Will Shall Decide Your Destiny
I… do not have the talent of conversing easily with people I have never met before.
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after i raise my armies, and kill your traitor brother, i’m going to bring you his head as well. or maybe he’ll bring me yours.
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Everyone’s getting older. When I crossed that line in my mind where I knew I was with the person that I wanted to marry, it was a very heavy thing, because you’re inviting death into your life. You know that that’s hopefully after many, many, many, many years, but the idea of death stops being abstract, because there is someone you can’t bear to lose. When it registers as true, it’s like a little shade of grief that comes in when love is its most real version. Then it contains death inside of it, and then that death contains love inside of it.
Joanna Newsom (via bytherail)
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