i like to believe that ophelia’s madness gave her a kind of meta knowledge of the plot— that she saw the tragic ending coming, knew that hamlet’s indecision would be his hamartia, that she realised gertrude and claudius were both poisoned with corruption from the beginning and instead of the customary funeral goers laying flowers at a grave, it was Ophelia— mad, at death’s door, about to die in less than 2 scenes— who handed flowers to the king, queen and protagonist as if the dead girl was mourning the living
“Come back. Even as a shadow, even as a dream”
— Euripides (via i-dwell-in-possibilite)
there is a distinct difference in being nice vs being kind. niceness is reactionary, an extension of societal imprinting related to appearing civilized and pleasant. it’s automatically saying “hey, how are you?” when greeting someone.
kindness is very different, it looks like saying, “hey, last time we talked you mentioned [thing], what happened with that? did you get it figured out?” it comes from a place of sincerity and fosters genuine intimacy between you and others.
“…all ended with her eyes, Hell, Purgatory, Paradise.”
— Dante Gabriel Rossetti, Dante at Verona from Collected Poetry and Prose. (via antigonies)
when rome falls, yves olade
[ID: “You can have my heart if you have the stomach to take it.” end ID]
online library so far:
- margaret atwood
- the brontës (the complete works is a MASSIVE file fyi)
- anne carson
- hélène cixous
- bell hooks
- clarice lispector
- audre lorde
- virginia woolf
compilations
- feminist theory
- academic writing (both books and articles)
everything here is in pdf format so you should be able to download and read it on any device. it’s slow going because i have a lot of epubs that i have to convert before uploading and the folders i’ve listed here are neither complete nor comprehensive, but it’s a start!
Mary Oliver, from “The Loon”, Devotions
I’m slightly disturbed by the present notion going around that, if an author is problematic, you can no longer read and/or enjoy their work
or, more specifically, that you must instantly drop it and never speak of it again, no questions asked
mostly because if you try to only read books by the most ideologically perfect people, you’re going to rapidly run out of things to read. for one, anything written before like…1960 is out. for another, that one shining individual whose work alone you’re willing to read doesn’t exist.
every adult has done problematic things. the only difference is the scale and nature of the mistakes made
sure, voting with your wallet is a thing. I’d definitely be willing to buy a book by a currently-living author who isn’t always kind to their fans, and not by one who committed sexual assault. but there’s nuance to the simple act of reading or liking a book, separate from giving the author money, and it must be approached as such
what did the author do that you don’t like? how much of it comes out in their work? in what ways? what aspects of their work have value to you? is there enough value in it for you to continue liking it, even if you don’t condone the way the author behaves? will you continue recommending it to others? is the negative behavior confirmed to your satisfaction? can you, personally, reconcile disliking the author with liking their work? (because in the end, it’s a matter of personal choice and conscience)
saying “this author did/does bad things, so anyone who reads or likes their work must also be bad” is an appealing way to absolve yourself of the need for critical thinking. and guess what? that’s an important part of life
it’s easy to say “this is cancelled because the author sucks” for works you don’t care about. but someday, it will be something you love under the microscope. count on it. you’ll have to grapple with these questions, and it won’t be easy
people need to develop the skills to deal with complex topics in a thoughtful manner, and I worry that they’re being encouraged not to
Loggia in Ravello, 1890, and Roses, 1893, by Peder Severin Krøyer (1851-1909)
“Violence does not always take visible form, and not all wounds gush blood.”
— Haruki Murakami (via quotemadness)
“I bathe my wounds in thunder.”
— Adonis, from Remembering the First Century (via wishbzne)
beep beep sometimes when you have been in survival mode for a long time the parts of you dedicated to Wanting Things atrophy and you forget how to envision a future that feels rewarding because you are busy with the business of staying alive, and it can seem like your life must be pointless because you can’t imagine any long term goals. sometimes even when you leave survival mode you can’t remember how to Want Things. that doesn’t mean you need to give up on having a good and fulfilling life, it just means that Wanting Things is a muscle you need to gradually strengthen. the part of you that has dreams and aspirations is still there, it just fell asleep, but if you wiggle it enough it can and will regain feeling. it’s okay to start small
Joy Harjo, from “Becoming Seventy”
“There are some eyes that can eat you.”
— Angela Carter, from The Bloody Chamber and Other Stories; “The Erl-King” (via luthienne)
the number 87 kinda looks like a plague doctor