I have drunk the stars

Julia; Classics teacher and student. The world is full of magical things patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.

[thenearsightedmonkey]

[mr-entj]

A student once asked anthropologist Margaret Mead, “What is the earliest sign of civilization?” The student expected her to say a clay pot, a grinding stone, or maybe a weapon. Margaret Mead thought for a moment, then she said, “A healed femur.” A femur is the longest bone in the body, linking hip to knee. In societies without the benefits of modern medicine, it takes about six weeks of rest for a fractured femur to heal. A healed femur shows that someone cared for the injured person, did their hunting and gathering, stayed with them, and offered physical protection and human companionship until the injury could mend. Mead explained that where the law of the jungle—the survival of the fittest—rules, no healed femurs are found. The first sign of civilization is compassion, seen in a healed femur.

— Ira Byock, The Best Care Possible: A Physician’s Quest to Transform Care Through the End of Life (x)

[metamorphesque]

— Franz Kafka, Letters to Felice

[victusinveritas]

[official-linguistics-post]

official linguistics post

[terpsikeraunos]

WILCOX, J. (2023). Metrical Mirth: Sonorous Sounds and Rambunctious Rhymes. In Humour in Old English Literature: Communities of Laughter in Early Medieval England (pp. 93–118). University of Toronto Press. http://www.jstor.org/stable/10.3138/jj.7514496.9

[kafkaswasteddayz]

not now honey, mommy’s yearning for something that once was and will never be again

[theegosystem-deactivated2024012]

the worst is wanting to create and create and create but being trapped in a body that is so so so so tired

[pithia]

“I always tell students that you’ve got to be practical. You do not need a dream. You need a purpose, something you can wake up to in the morning when the dream is dissipated.”

— Twyla Tharp

[wolf-elf]

Jenny Holzer, Survival, 1985, cast aluminum, New York.

[skygenders]

College should be free and you should be able to study “useless” degrees just for the love of learning

[catilinas]

“ANTIGONE: The fields were wet. They were waiting for something to happen. The whole world was breathless, waiting. I can’t tell you what a roaring noise I seemed to make alone on the road. It bothered me that whatever was waiting, wasn’t waiting for me.”

— Antigone, Jean Anouilh (trans Lewis Galantiere)

[a-ramblinrose]

“Sappho begins with a sweet apple and ends in infinite hunger. From her inchoate little poem we learn several things about eros. The reach of desire is defined in action: beautiful (in its object), foiled (in its attempt), endless (in time).”

― Anne Carson, Eros the Bittersweet

[lannegarrett]

"I know adverbs are controversial, but "said softly" means something different than 'whispered' and this is the hill I will die on."

[sourdough-seal]

“how did you get into writing” girl nobody gets into writing. writing shows up one day at your door and gets into you

[orbitalmirror]

"how did you get into writing" girl i've been tormented by the visions since i was eight years old

[kermitlesbian]

fuck i can’t believe i wasted my entire life being moved by art and beauty and the indomitable human spirit ugh i should’ve been making money through internet scams

[werewolftrial]

Shout out to everyone doing the hard yet necessary work of posting about fictional characters kissing online.

[deviika]

Unknown // Suzanne Scanlon

[the-evil-clergyman]

Circe Offering the Cup to Ulysses by John William Waterhouse (1891)