— Jack Kerouac, The Scripture of the Golden Eternity.
— Kenneth Branagh. Although, quite frankly dears, this could easily and forgivably be mistaken for V.
Jenny Harmsen - Iceland
That renowned Scandinavian sparseness and minimalism translated into geographic landscaping.
Ralph Fiennes meets Wes Anderson? What a wonderful world. I’m loving how Ralph Fiennes has gradually been adding a lot more comedy into his repertoire (In Bruges, Rev.,).
Shakespeare’s Sonnet III
Look in thy glass, and tell the face thou viewest
Now is the time that face should form another;
Whose fresh repair if now thou not renewest,
Thou dost beguile the world, unbless some mother,
For where is she so fair whose unear’d womb
Disdains the tillage of thy husbandry?
Or who is he so fond will be the tomb
Of his self-love, to stop posterity?
Thou art thy mother’s glass, and she in thee
Calls back the lovely April of her prime:
So thou through windows of thine age shall see
Despite of wrinkles this thy golden time.
But if thou live, remember’d not to be,
Die single, and thine image dies with thee.
In the rainy Boston weather I happily turn to loafers, jeans, chambray oxford shirts and knit cardigans for trusty staples.
— Mark Twain (via keeperofthequotes)
I was thinking of you earlier today. Through the wafting heat of a 35-degree Viennese summer I could see our past in the near distance. Those strolls through leafy Sydney suburbia, picnics with friends, mutual and would-be. Those dreaming Southern Souls caught perpetually in a frame of wanderlust and pining for a world up above and beyond, apprentice wordsmiths, orators and intellectuals, honing their craft through banter and the like…
All this and you, of course.
literature meme | [1/2] MOVEMENTS: Modernism
“By the truth we are undone. Life is a dream. ‘Tis the waking that kills us. He who robs us of our dreams robs us of our life.” (Orlando, Virginia Woolf)
“For last year’s words belong to last year’s language
And next year’s words await another voice.” (Little Gidding (Four Quartets), T.S. Eliot)
Literary modernism, or modernist literature, has its origins in the late 19th and early 20th centuries, mainly in Europe and North America. Modernism is characterized by a self-conscious break with traditional styles of poetry and verse. The modernist literary movement was driven by a conscious desire to overturn traditional modes of representation and express the new sensibilities of their time. (×)
Some (my favourite) authors (there are some very important I haven’t read yet, sorry): e.e. cummings, T. S. Eliot, Ford Madox Ford, E. M. Forster, F. Scott Fitzgerald, Federico García Lorca, James Joyce, Franz Kafka, Fernando Pessoa, Paul Valéry, Virginia Woolf…
The Black Fedora Hat as my Talisman around campus when winter strikes. It has seen me through many a cold night, trudging through the snow, giving me the strength to man up against the chill.
I find eggplants such a sensual vegetable - inside and out. Dressed up with garlic it’s hard to say no to.
Note to self: get a pair of tortoise-shell round glasses and watch more Ben Whishaw films when I return to Australia.
— Jane Austen. One of my first literary loves.