lily

a collection of things I love

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Is the pull so strong?

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“you’re not gonna find a job” blah blah blah shut up

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obsessed with this kinds of eyeshadow looks recently

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caught my eye

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the only artist that has been able to capture the incomprehensible ⋆‧°𓏲ּ𝄢

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Like a compass needle that points north, a man’s accusing finger always finds a woman. Always.

- Khaled Hosseini, A

Thousand Splendid Suns

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Humans are at once glorious and fallible

- Miranda Priestly

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absolutely timeless

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“I am no bird; and no net ensnares me: I am a free human being of independent will.”

- Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre

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what bothers me most about Fennell’s adaptation of Wuthering Heights is the discourse that continues to be propagated (often by women themselves!) that because it was written by a woman, the novel must reflect the kind of relationship the author secretly dreamed of, that she was quirky, dark, perhaps secretly romantic in a morbid way. if it had been written by a man, everyone would say: “oh, the author is analyzing toxic relationships through these characters. he’s criticizing them.” it always bothered me that Brontë was immediately branded as a weird lovelorn woman, when in reality there is not much in her biography to attest to that. she was just a very intelligent writer who thought about a very intelligent subject like any of her male counterparts.

the canon always sees men as universal observers and geniuses who undertake social studies, but when it comes to women, they are reduced to being mere subjective chroniclers of interiority, supposedly recording their personal romantic fantasies.

many novels contain a romantic thread. among other things, Wuthering Heights opens with one. but most of the book is about revenge, cruelty, trauma, inheritance, generational damage etc. and yet, because it was written by a woman, only the love story is treated as significant.

if Wuthering Heights had been written by, say, F. Scott Fitzgerald, critics would likely praise the ruthless anatomy of obsession. I am just so sick of this. I sure would love to see the day when The Great Gatsby is marketed as the greatest love story ever told, overflowing with loose erotic scenes, rather than the highbrow social critique it’s usually presented as. the idea that women write “from emotion” while men write “from intellect” is still too deeply sedimented in how we talk about art.

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“A lady’s imagination is very rapid, it leaps from admiration to love, from love to matrimony in a moment.”

- Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice.

It has always at equal measures fascinated and delighted me how humankind remans universal in its thoughts and feelings throughout history, separated entirely from rapidly evolving societal binds and differing beliefs.

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“I am not talking to you now through the medium of custom, conventionalities, nor even of mortal flesh: it is my spirit that addresses your spirit.”

- Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre

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missing these type of houses

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💄👚𐙚⋆°｡⋆♡༘˚⋆𐙚｡⋆𖦹.✧˚

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love love love

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take me back to the tvd obsession era