December 2010
21 posts
Happy holidays
shakespearean:
Some say that ever ‘gainst that season comes
Wherein our Saviour’s birth is celebrated,
The bird of dawning singeth all night long:
And then, they say, no spirit dares stir abroad;
The nights are wholesome; then no planets strike,
No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm,
So hallow’d and so gracious is the time.
Hamlet, Act I, scene i
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projectgutenberg:
I saw on that ivory face the expression of sombre pride, of ruthless power, of craven terror—of an intense and hopeless despair. Did he live his life again in every detail of desire, temptation, and surrender during that supreme moment of complete knowledge? He cried in a whisper at some image, at some vision—he cried out twice, a cry that was no more than a breath:
“‘The...
On the characters of Jane Austen
projectgutenberg:
They seldom use stereotyped words or phrases, yet their conversation is a crystal from which the whole mental horizon of the speaker shines forth. When Mrs. Bennet learns that Netherfield Park has been let to a single gentleman of fortune, her first exclamation comes from the heart—”What a fine thing for our girls!”
- Clara H. Whitmore, Women’s Work in English Fiction (1909)...
“It’s so easy to wish for death! It’s so easy to fall in love with death, and...”
– Anne Rice, Violin (via birdnest-hair)
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