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"Ambition must be made to counteract ambition."
- James Madison, The Federalist Papers
she was haunted by the ghosts of Rembrandt and Shakespeare, and it showed
we are the poets, the writers, the artists who will change the world
which would you prefer?
option 1: to die young, having lived a life overflowing with adventure, excitement, and fulfillment, and never having to experience the decay of your youth
option 2: to die old, having lived a life of deep connections, rich experiences, and simple pleasures, yet needing to watch yourself and those you love slowly descend into the grave
"Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of
day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the
light."
- Dylan Thomas
it's time for dark academia dream girl winter
"The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in ourselves."
- William Shakespeare, Julius Caesar
just watched dead poets society
books upon books upon books
my yearning to collect penguin classics never ceases. it only grows, grows, grows
"It is the spectator, and not life, that art really mirrors."
- Oscar Fingal O'Flahertie Wills Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray
I find it shameful that everyone talks about Oscar Wilde but no one ever uses his full name
early morning coffee and self-discipline
trying to run only pulled me closer
"We are ever striving after what is forbidden, and coveting what is denied us."
- Ovid, Metamorphoses
O Fortuna
Velut luna
Statu variabilis
Semper crescis
Aut decrescis
- Carl Orff, Carmina Burana
"But you always were wrong: only I can't help loving you."
- George Eliot, Middlemarch
frantic writing and study halls
let the Christmas spirit thaw your frozen soul. warm it in the fiery glow of nostalgia, in the lingering embers of bygone days. remember the warmth -- even if just for a little while, my dear
"Perhaps one did not want to be loved so much as to be understood."
- George Orwell, 1984
"All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream."
- Edgar Allan Poe
what if the light at the end of the tunnel is a mere reflection of what has already passed?
the heart is ever searching for its truest home
"We know what we are, but not what we may be."
- Ophelia in Shakespeare's Hamlet, Act 4, Scene 5
time has no compassion on the sorrows of the soul, yet it heals all wounds
together, we are lost
but it's better to be lost than alone
i miss those wistfully melancholy summer days