The gods have always smiled on brave women.

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urbankoi:

Japanese Marimo terrariums.

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Why this seeking for omens? This superstition? Why must the zenith never be fixed? Because to fix the zenith is to contemplate decline. Because if you construct a stage then the show must go on. Because there must always be—don’t deny it—a future.

- Graham Swift, Waterland (via stick-around-town)

theatergesehen:

Twelfth Night, Residenztheater Munchen

Director: Amelie Niermeyer

wow   wow.   theatre   Shakespeare   twelfth night   

oldbookillustrations:

Clown (sings): For the rain it raineth every day.

William Heath Robinson, from Shakespeare’s comedy of Twelfth night : or, What you will, by William Shakespeare, New York, 1908.

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shoomlah:

Feelings having been recently reignited, and seeing how I am still suffering through a decade-long obsession with this play, I needed to get this down on paper.

Excellently done, if God did all.

Anonymous: Top five Shakespeare plays, or characters, or sonnets, or lines, then? *Casually encourages you to talk Shakespeare 5ever*

sea-change:

oh my gosh my darling nonnie, my little clementine, my burst of birdsong, trust me, you don’t really need to try hard to make that happen!  i would gladly do just that, forever and a day.

top plays:

  • twelfth night
  • the tempest
  • a midsummer night’s dream
  • much ado about nothing
  • king lear
  • and bonus!shout out to the winter’s tale

top characters:

  • viola!  viola, my heart of hearts, my dearest darling, the namesake of my possible future daughter.
  • puck, robin goodfellow, that merry wanderer of the night (i would name a son robin, too, you know, though the first male name i’d give would be christopher, little kit (i don’t even know if i want children, but if i ever have any naming them won’t be a difficulty))
  • fixed
  • ariel
  • beatrice
  • and, really, although i said feste here, the truth of it is: any of shakespeare’s fools.  all of them.  the fools, the jesters, the truth tellers, the ones inside the play who can still look on it from without, the ones who know so much more than they let on.

sonnets:

  • 116, always and forever, despite all obviousness or unsubtlety 
  • 87
  • 60
  • 5 & 6, together as a matched pair
  • ROMEO
    [To JULIET] If I profane with my unworthiest hand

    This holy shrine, the gentle fine is this:
    My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand
    To smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss.
    JULIET
    Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much,

    Which mannerly devotion shows in this;
    For saints have hands that pilgrims’ hands do touch,
    And palm to palm is holy palmers’ kiss.
    ROMEO
    Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too?
    JULIET
    Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer.
    ROMEO
    O, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do;

    They pray, grant thou, lest faith turn to despair.
    JULIET
    Saints do not move, though grant for prayers’ sake.
    ROMEO
    Then move not, while my prayer’s effect I take.

top lines:

Ok loves I’ve a specific book/media/story rec request:

Witches, particularly early modern witches. I’ve just finished rereading Jeanette Winterson’s The Daylight Gate, which is about the Pendle trials, and I’m also thinking a bit about Macbeth, and I want more.

i do not comprehend the kind of person who would reblog that first parade’s end photo i posted today and tag it with ‘benedict cumberbatch’ but not ‘tom stoppard’.  not even ‘parade’s end’.

(but really it’s the ignoring tom stoppard)

sirensongfashion:

Rinko Kikuchi by Jumbo Tsui for Jalouse China December 2013

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noveltastic:

"DEBBIE DID YOU FAX THOSE PAPERS TO MANAGEMENT?"

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The Revolution Will Not be Televised - Gil Scott Heron

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As Arnold points out, there is an otherwise inexplicable shift in direction in the Piccadilly line passing east out of South Kensington. “In fact,” she writes, “the tunnel curves between Knightsbridge and South Kensington stations because it was impossible to drill through the mass of skeletal remains buried in Hyde Park.” I will admit that I think she means “between Knightsbridge and Hyde Park Corner”—although there is apparently a “small plague pit dating from around 1664” beneath Knightsbridge Green—but I will defer to Arnold’s research.

But to put that another way, the ground was so solidly packed with the interlocked skeletons of 17th-century victims of the Great Plague that the Tube’s 19th-century excavation teams couldn’t even hack their way through them all. The Tube thus had to swerve to the side along a subterranean detour in order to avoid this huge congested knot of skulls, ribs, legs, and arms tangled in the soil—an artificial geology made of people, caught in the throat of greater London.

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One Direction: Oh look. It’s the cover of the official 2015 annual…

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