CHARMING?

emily; xix, sanguine. // will still be rbing things to this blog {main | links}

[fluoresensitive-deactivated2024]

R.F. Kuang has been slaughtering me this whole book, but when she said, "We have to die to get their pity. We have to die for them to find us noble. Our deaths are great acts of rebellion, a wretched lament that highlights their inhumanity. Our deaths become their battle cry. But I don't want to die." Oh, I felt that.

[ithacanradio]

erha/hauntings

erha // joan tierney // erha // toby de silva-the bejeweled skeleton of a martyred saint // erha //euripides // wuthering heights (1939) // erha // erha // laurence sterne to catherine fourmantel (8th may 1760)

(something rotten x, xùn x, monster x)

[finelythreadedsky]

obsessed with stories where the message is that you can’t bring someone back from the dead even if you can bring someone back from the dead

[muhammadgiovanni]

Abbas Kiarostami’s “Taste of Cherry” ( …طعم گيلاس ) May 16, 1997.

[typewriter-worries]

Perhaps the World Ends Here, Joy Harjo ( @atarqxiia ) | The Light The Living See, Ada Limón | @soracities

[purplebass]

2022 books - emma by jane austen“It was foolish, it was wrong, to take so active a part in bringing any two people together.”

[virgin-martyr]

“I don’t mind being killed, but I don’t want them to touch me.”

— excerpt from Antigone by Jean Anouilh (trans. Lewis Galantiere)

[weltenwellen]

Susan Sontag, As Consciousness Is Harnessed to Flesh

[randombookquotes]

everyone in this room will someday be dead- emily austin

[facinaoris]

Come the Slumberless To the Land of Nod, Traci Brimhall

[marypickfords]

News from Home (Chantal Akerman, 1976)

[marypickfords]

News from Home (Chantal Akerman, 1976)

[gemma-antiqua]

Ancient Greek gold and garnet earrings, dated to the 4th century BCE. 

[raspberrysgod]

when richard siken wrote “my enormity of my desire disgust me.” and when anaïs nin “i desire violently, and i wait.” and when richard siken “the way you slam your body into mine reminds me i’m alive, but monters always hungry, darling...” and anaïs min “ i keep thinking about your hungry. i feel pangs of it in my own stomach.”

[capulets]

with a mocking smile, he placed one hand upon my shoulder and, holding me tight, bared my throat with the other, saying as he did so: “first, a little refreshment to reward my exertions. you may as well be quiet; it is not the first time, or the second, that your veins have appeased my thirst!” i was bewildered, and, strangely enough, i did not want to hinder him. i suppose it is a part of the horrible curse that such is, when his touch is on his victim.

[thoodleoo]

maybe the Iliad isn't a poem of praise for the Greek success in Troy. maybe it's actually the chronicle of Greece's moral transformation stemming from warring with a blameless city. At Troy, the Greeks learned a forgiveness which was infinite in its reach, and saw the city's virtuous spirit fighting for self-preservation.

what

[weltenwellen]

Mary Oliver, from “The Ponds”, House of Light