Maurice (1987) Dir. James Ivory

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Maurice (1987) Dir. James Ivory
types of dark academia
classic academia: beige trench coats, wool sweaters. plaid skirts. think femme fatale, but educated. sobbing in bed late at night over the secret history or dead poets society. tea with milk and sugar. subsequent tea stains.
darkest academia: running through the rain, dimly lit by streetlights. brown tweed jackets, dress shoes. cold fingers and colder gazes. french-pressed black coffee, piping hot. dark, candlelit rooms with ancient wood floors/walls.
light academia: white cable-knit sweaters, sparkly eyes and foggy glasses. going to art museums and falling in love with every portrait, every sculpture. caressing the petals of a rose, hearing the crinkle of leaves underfoot.
witchy academia: burning candles while reading or doing homework. black turtlenecks, velvet skirts. walking through the forest in autumn. passing a graveyard and feeling a greyish presence. waiting anxiously for samhain.
romantic academia: writing flowery poetry about someone you’ll never speak to (guilty oops). a cozy alizarin sweater, pleated skirts. slow dancing around your room to the beatles. curling up with warm, pallid cups of tea and a book.
scholarly academia: impeccable notes in class. leather bound bags crammed with textbooks and pens. lots of coffee with scones, and even more late nights. a wide vocabulary (that people constantly comment on). lives in the library.
theatre academia: shakespeare, all the time - quoting, reading, praying for a school production of a midsummer nights dream. or the crucible. memorizing lines in the wings. taking on your character’s traits, even outside the theater.
Dostoevsky naming his most annoying, lying, drinking shitbag of a character Fjodor has the exact opposite energy of Jane Austen naming her most beautiful, flawless and kind character Jane
Sarah Jessica Parker and Chris Noth, Sex and the City (1998-2004)
Audrey Hepburn and George Peppard in Breakfast at Tiffany’s (1961)
Elon Musk with his Azealia Banks and small dick drama, Jeff Bezos with the I love you alive girl bullshit (AND he fucking a new bitch instead after that leak), Kylie Jenner’s sister escorting full time, and now Bill Gates grinding on Black girls at LIV. The fuck are billionaires sipping this year LMFAO
pure of heart!!!!!!!!!! dumb of ass...............
“They’re all angels.”
— Keanu Reeves when asked what type of girls he likes x
women be downloading pdfs
i really just come on tumblr to say some dumb shit and then leave…….i love my little void here it’s like a familiar, damp cave and i’ve been writing on the walls for seven years sometimes in my own blood
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Ask not for whom the pussy pops for it pops for thee
Roberto Calvet and Dorcas Coppin by Jean-Philippe Lebee
“Attention: deep listening. People are dying in spirit for lack of it. In academic culture, most listening is critical listening. We tend to pay attention only long enough to develop a counterargument; we critique the student’s or the colleague’s ideas; we mentally grade and pigeonhole each other. In society at large, people often listen with an agenda, to sell or petition or seduce. Seldom is there a deep, open-hearted nonjudgmental reception of the other. And so we all talk louder and more stridently and with a terrible desperation. By contrast, if someone truly listens to me, my spirit begins to expand.”
— Mary Rose O’Reilley, Radical Presence: Teaching as Contemplative Practice