I get the impression that the 1995 Pride & Prejudice is fading from cultural memory, and that’s a shame because it’s PERFECT. Every character is impeccably cast. The extended length allows for full immersion in the story. Jennifer Ehle and Colin Firth are utterly luminous.
I thought of a new hypothetical to ask your partner: if I was an invasive species would you kill me for the good of the ecosystem or would you love me so much that you’d allow me to ravage the earth
If you are a lover, the Law permits you some vanity & arrogance. It is simply a reward for your courage. Vanity & arrogance in the manner of: "Nowhere in this world is a love like mine. The gates of Heaven are few, but my love is one of them."
“The memories which two people preserve of each other, even in love, are not the same. […] For between us and other people there exists a barrier of contingencies.”
(Proust, Time Regained)
people misunderstand the icarus story. the problem was not that he flew too high. it's that the wings were made of beeswax, which offered very little resistance to heating. with modern materials he would have had no problems. we can fly as close to the sun as we want now
In 1905, a young woman in Kerala was dragged into a trial for adultery. The system was built to break her. Instead, she brought the system down with her. It became, and remains, one of the most extraordinary episodes in Kerala’s social history.
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I love this metaphor from Terence Tao—widely considered the world’s greatest living mathematician—about one of the drawbacks of using AI to solve hard math problems. https://t.co/qOVNhfa2cC
Paul Atreides: I killed my grandfather and started a holy war that’s now out of my control
ChatGPT that somehow survived the Butlerian Jihad: That’s fine — You were in survival mode.
As the temperature in Delhi begins to soar, sharing my favourite 18th-century painting of women making merry in a lush green garden bejewelled with bright red, pink, yellow, & orange flowers, as we prepare to bid farewell to the city’s short-lived but glorious spring season🌷🌼💐
“Only eat food with ingredients you can pronounce!” Ok well what if I’m really good at pronouncing words? What if I’m just a better reader than you? Is it healthier for me?
Right in the middle of nowhere, Prague has a street delightfully named after Rabindranath Thakur. Thákurova Street. And that is not an accident.
Rabindranath Tagore, the great Indian poet and Nobel laureate, held a special place in Czech cultural life in the early 20th century. His humanistic, lyrical poetry and message of optimism and freedom resonated strongly with Czech writers, artists and intellectuals during the formation of the newly independent Czechoslovak Republic after World War I. Tagore visited Prague twice in the 1920s (1921 and 1928), giving public lectures and seeing his plays staged in major theatres. These events brought his work directly into Czech public life. Czech composers were inspired by Tagore’s voice and poetry. Most famously, Leoš Janáček attended one of Tagore’s lectures and later set his text to music in the choral composition The Wandering Madman. Tagore was widely seen in Czechoslovakia as an emissary of peace and international understanding, especially in the face of rising fascism in Europe. He publicly condemned Nazism and expressed solidarity with Czechoslovakia after the Munich Crisis in 1938. His name lives on in Prague’s Thákurova Street (named for him), a bust in the city commemorates his connection, and his works remain part of Czech cultural memory.