She was like a forest, like the dark interlacing of the oak-wood, humming inaudibly with myriad unfolding buds. Meanwhile the birds of desire were asleep in the vast inter-laced intricacy of her body.
D.H. Lawrence, Lady Chatterley's Lover
She lay quite still, in a sort of sleep, in a sort of dream.
D.H. Lawrence, Lady Chatterley's Lover
The Secret of the Golden Flower
[3/100] days of productivity
Today's Sunday, so...relax time. The only productive thing I did from my list was reading. Started this little book about Sappho that I found in a thrift store recently.
Obviously, I also did some house chores etc but I don't track that stuff here. Then I watched several episodes of Dark. So unsettling, tangled and raw. I'm addicted.
Simone de Beauvoir, from "The Woman Destroyed," originally published in 1967
Virginia Woolf, from "Cinema" in The Selected Essays of Virginia Woolf
Sometimes you just need to go to the bookstore to be surrounded by books. It's exciting and relaxing at the same time. No need to buy anything. Just smelling them and stare at the pretty covers.
me wanting to build my own library at home:
IN 150 CHARACTERS OR LESS - Nikita Gill
Shakespeare's Works, 1866
[2/100] days of productivity
Brushing up my French skills with this book by Michèle Thomasson. It is a little collection of his journal entries. I think I can manage, little by little. Low commitment, but effective.