Béatrice

[Béatrice @o_obt30]

"from the bottom of my feet to the very top of my head … there is no peace in my bones"

[Béatrice @o_obt30]

“I will vanish in the morning light; I was only an invention of darkness.”

[Béatrice @o_obt30]

Family gathering is the worst .

[آمـاوري @MadzArc]

Directed by Robert Eggers :

[Alcuin Press @AlcuinPress]

Ernest Hemingway, what all good books have in common

[Béatrice @o_obt30]

Dragons as always.

[Béatrice @o_obt30]

"We dissect nature along lines laid down by our native languages"

__Benjamin whorf

[Béatrice @o_obt30]

Roses are red, violets are blue, try to kiss me and I will actually kill you.

[Béatrice @o_obt30]

“Men are so quick to blame the gods: they say
that we devise their misery. But they
themselves- in their depravity- design
grief greater than the griefs that fate assigns.”

Homer, The Odyssey

[آل التنين @hotdAr1]

شبكة HBO تنشر فيديو بمناسبة مرور 15 عام على عرض تحفة التلفاز الخالدة. 🤍

#GameOfThrones

[☆ @literarrium]

"We met a thousand dreams ago."

[Titania @TitaniasRealm]

"Love will find a way through paths where wolves fear to prey."
- Lord Byron

Art by Artuš Scheiner (1901)

[Samantha Rose Hill @Samantharhill]

"Are you the one," I ask, "whom Dante heard dictate the lines of his Inferno?" She answers: "Yes."

— Anna Akhmatova

[Overthinking Hedonist @charlotter_yder]

“They also serve who only stand and wait”

Milton, on his blindness

[Melodies & Masterpieces @SVG__Collection]

Paco de Lucia — “Malagueña”

[Julius Evola @Daily_Evola]

—As an initiator for the new year, Nietzsche’s words in 1882 always felt so proper to me:

“For the New Year.—I still live, I still think; I must still live, for I must still think. Sum, ergo cogito: cogito, ergo sum. To-day everyone takes the liberty of expressing his wish and his favourite thought: well, I also mean to tell what I have wished for myself to-day, and what thought first crossed my mind this year,—a thought which ought to be the basis, the pledge and the sweetening of all my future life! I want more and more to perceive the necessary characters in things as the beautiful:—I shall thus be one of those who beautify things. Amor fati: let that henceforth be my love! I do not want to wage war with the ugly. I do not want to accuse, I do not want even to accuse the accusers. Looking aside, let that be my sole negation! And all in all, to sum up: I wish to be at any time hereafter only a yea-sayer!”

At some point, you have to stop the war you wage against everything; you have to look aside everything, to stop even saying “no” to what you loathe; you rather have to leave everyone and everything be, so you end the reactive phase and initiate the really active one: the one that says “yea’” and starts actualising and reviving what you want to see embodied and glorified in this world.

[Ben Reads Poetry @benreadspoetry]

The Darkling Thrush by Thomas Hardy—
The more I read this poem, the more powerful its message becomes. Even in the darkness, there is music. 🖤

[Cian McCarthy @arealmofwonder]

New Year's Eve, and 125 years old today is 'The Darkling Thrush' by Thomas Hardy.

(And when I myself read this poem, I often find myself becoming aware of that blessèd Hope from that frail and gaunt thrush ✨️)