her body is always slightly bent to the side from being used to carry her leather satchel, heavy with books and notes
passes notes to her friends in latin during class to avoid being caught by the teacher
spends her evenings wrapped up in a fuzzy blanket drinking chamomile tea and reading ancient greek philosophy
can recite stabat mater by heart
quotes philosophers in her essays without actually specifying it's a quote
sneaks red wine in a thermos at school
has lent tsh to all her friends, encouraging them to annotate it
has engraved "pulvis et umbra sumus" on the stone of her school building
is excited beyond reason for duolingo latin
has named her roomba "alyosha"
wears very low heels/flats but can and will run after her bus in stilletos if need be
has pierced ears but rarely ever wears earrings
collects old books
is a grandma in terms of operating electronic devices
uses old books as a means of holding coffee/tea cups
“I love you. You’re deliciously uncotemporary; you belong to a mystical past and also to a very remote future. For you, time isn’t money, it’s a precious essence, delicate, full of mystery. Just to breathe with someone like you does me good.”
— Nikos Kazantzakis, tr. by Richard Howard, from “The Rock Garden,”
Auguste Ottin, Polyphemus surprising Acis and Galatea, Fontaine Médicis, Jardin du Luxembourg, Paris.
Thoreau said, “Most men lead lives of quiet desperation.” Don’t be resigned to that. Break out! Break out! Now is the time!
DEAD POETS SOCIETY 1989 | Peter Weir
» John Atkinson Grimshaw (1836 - 1893)
Liverpool from Wapping
Stapleton Park near Pontefract Sun
Shipping on the Clyde
Park Row, Leeds
A Moonlit Lane
Blackman Street, London
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M E T A N O I A
[GREEK]
(n.) The journey of changing one's mind, heart, self, or way of life; spiritual conversion.
Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie | We Should All Be Feminists | 2014
Paris mornings
I await a darling with the most literate of tongues and the most revolutionary of minds who whispers Shakespeare sonnets onto my lips at moonrise and enriches, enlightens me with art and poetry and language that will leave me gasping for air.
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