Tumgik
nvwas · 4 years
Photo
Tumblr media Tumblr media
@ravencyclenetwork search: series favorites
Cabeswater gently prodded Adam’s thoughts, calling up a dozen happy memories in the space of the previous year
952 notes · View notes
nvwas · 4 years
Photo
Tumblr media Tumblr media
Giveaway Contest: We’re giving away fifteen paperback classics featuring James Joyce, J.D. Salinger, Harper Lee, Jane Austen, Shakespeare, and others! Won’t this collection look lovely on your shelf? :D To win these classics, you must: 1) be following macrolit on Tumblr (yes, we will check. :P), and 2) reblog this post. We will choose a random winner on August 30, at which time we’ll start a new giveaway. And yes, we’ll ship to any country. Easy, right? Good luck! Follow macrolit.books to qualify for our IG giveaway. 📚
16K notes · View notes
nvwas · 4 years
Photo
Tumblr media
Special IG Giveaway: We’re giving away three Penguin Books by Jane Austen: Mansfield Park, Sense and Sensibility, and Pride and Prejudice. This is a special giveaway for macrolit followers who are following on both Tumblr and Instagram! Enter to win these classics by: 1) following macrolit on Tumblr and on Instagram (yes, we will check. :P), and 2) reblogging this post and adding your Instagram profile as a tag. We will choose a random winner on August 29, so reblog now! And yes, we’ll ship to any country! Easy, right? Good luck! :D For our Tumblr-only followers, here’s our regular giveaway of 15 paperback classics. 
3K notes · View notes
nvwas · 4 years
Note
Is something rotten in the state of Denmark??
ahh i was really thinking of “something is rotten in this age of hope / let’s delve into earth and blow her at the moon” from heiner müller’s the hamletmachine
4 notes · View notes
nvwas · 4 years
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
I’m feeling relief. 🍃
2K notes · View notes
nvwas · 4 years
Note
do you have any quotes on loneliness you particularly like?
Oh, boy... I do. Let’s see.
───────────────
This night is now half-gone; youth goes; I am
in bed alone
Sappho, trans. by Mary Barnard in Fragments
───────────────
We’re each of us alone, to be sure. What can you do but hold your hand out in the dark?
Ursula K. Le Guin, from “Nine Lives”
───────────────
My brother once showed me a piece of quartz that contained, he said, some trapped water older than all the seas in our world. He held it up to my ear. ‘Listen,’ he said, ‘life and no escape.’
Anne Carson, in “The Anthropology of Water”, from Plainwater
───────────────
Heaven be praised for solitude that has removed the pressure of the eye, the solicitation of the body, and all need of lies and phrases.
Virginia Woolf, The Waves
───────────────
I could live there all alone, she thought, slowing the car to look down the winding garden path to the small blue front door with, perfectly, a white cat on the step. No one would ever find me there, either, behind all those roses, and just to make sure I would plant oleanders by the road. I will light a fire in the cool evenings and toast apples at my own hearth. I will raise white cats and sew white curtains for the windows and sometimes come out of my door to go to the store to buy cinnamon and tea and thread.
Shirley Jackson, The Haunting of Hill House
───────────────
And no one else remembers       Except the moon and I.
Roland Leighton, in “Clair de Lune”, quoted in Testament of Youth
───────────────
I have come home in love with loneliness.
L. M. Montgomery, in Anne of Avonlea
───────────────
and I was downstairs reading the part in Wuthering Heights where Heathcliff clings at the lattice in the storm sobbing Come in! Come in! to the ghost of his heart’s darling, I fell on my knees on the rug and sobbed too.
Anne Carson, from “Three”,  in The Glass Essay
───────────────
Tumblr media
Thomas Alexander, Solitude
───────────────
—the way somebody comes back, but only in a dream.
Mary Oliver, from “We Should Be Well Prepared”, in Red Bird
───────────────
I lock my door upon myself, And bar them out; but who shall wall Self from myself, most loathed of all?
Christina Rossetti, from “Who Shall Deliver Me?”, in Poems and Prose
───────────────
I know you want me to tell you that hunger and silence can lead you to God, so I will say it, but I awoke. As the nail is parted from the flesh, I awoke and I was alone.
Anne Carson, in “The Anthropology of Water”, from Plainwater
───────────────
Ce n’est pas par hasard que tu n’as jamais été aimée… Désirer échapper à la solitude est une lâcheté. / It is no coincidence that you have never been loved… Wanting to escape loneliness is cowardice.
Simone Weil, La Pesanteur et la Grâce (Gravity and Grace)
───────────────
So. What are you seeking? The image you’ve each created of the other? The people you think you love don’t exist. Not really. And that’s a very lonely place to be.
Jonathan Sims, in The Magnus Archives [MAG 159]
───────────────
aber immer wieder weggedreht, wenn du meinst, sie endlich zu erfassen. / 
over and over always turning away just as you think you have grasped it at last.
Rainer Maria Rilke, excerpt of “Sonnet 23 (Part II)”, trans. by Martyn Crucefix in Sonnets to Orpheus
───────────────
Think of this—that the writer wrote alone, and the reader read alone, and that they were alone with each other.
A. S. Byatt, Possession
───────────────
Child of our time— haven’t you found the right shell for your soul?
Before I die I shall
Edith Södergran, excerpt of “Hope”, trans. by Herbert Lomas in Contemporary Finnish Poetry
───────────────
When they made love Geryon liked to touch in slow succession each of the bones on Herakles’ back as it arched away from him into who knows what dark dream of its own—
Anne Carson, excerpt of Autobiography of Red
2K notes · View notes
nvwas · 4 years
Text
Sometimes gaining and losing are more intimately related than we like to think. [...] Some things we have only as long as they remain lost, some things are not lost only so long as they are distant.
— Rebecca Solnit, from A Field Guide to Getting Lost (2005); “The Blue of Distance”
2 notes · View notes
nvwas · 4 years
Photo
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
Mythology meme:  AMPHITRITE — Greek goddess and queen of the sea.
1K notes · View notes
nvwas · 4 years
Text
“This afternoon it was so lonely here / I wept for people I have never known”
— Stephen Berg, from Grief (1975); “About Love”
3 notes · View notes
nvwas · 4 years
Text
[...] Suppliant Women’s stagecraft emphasizes what the women do with their hands. When they play opens, they hold suppliant boughs, which they soon deposit on an altar. One of the words Aeschylus uses to describe these boughs, "έγχειριδίοισ" (in-hand-things", 21), has the more customary meaning of "daggers".
— Geoffrey W Bakewell, from Aeschylus’s Suppliant Women: The Tragedy of Immigration
1 note · View note
nvwas · 5 years
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
Giovanni’s Room By James Baldwin // Song of Achilles by Madeline Miller // Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe by Benjamin Alina Saenz // The Weight by Allen Ginsberg // Work Song by Hozier
6K notes · View notes
nvwas · 5 years
Quote
I have made tears the norm in your eyes. I have placed laments in your heart. Birds of sorrow are building nests on these flanks.
Inana and Ebiḫ lines 163-165, tr. Graham Cunningham. 
3 notes · View notes
nvwas · 5 years
Photo
Tumblr media Tumblr media
NIKOLAI LANTSOV requested by @1997roses
ibi redibis, non morieris in bello.   //   here you will return, you will not die in war.
926 notes · View notes
nvwas · 5 years
Quote
and I was downstairs reading the part in Wuthering Heights where Heathcliff clings at the lattice in the storm sobbing Come in! Come in! to the ghost of his heart’s darling, I fell on my knees on the rug and sobbed too.
Anne Carson, excerpt of Three (The Glass Essay)
718 notes · View notes
nvwas · 5 years
Photo
Tumblr media
hi everyone!! ok so i know i’ve been on hiatus for a while because of school and stuff like that but i really want to get back in the swing of things here on my blog. when tumblr gave me back @/draamione back after terminating it in june, both my birthday page and my fandom fam pages were messed up. 
on top of that, i hit 6k! so with that, i wanted to celebrate a bit, motivate myself to interact on here, and restore a place on my page where i could have fun with my mutuals/followers! and recently, i’ve become interested in greek mythology so without further ado…
R U L E S
- must be following me
- must reblog this post. 
- send me an ask with 3 figures from greek mythology that you would like to be. here’s a very large list. 
- send me a color (any shade, hue, saturation, etc. or number code [ex: #00000] for your icon on the page. 
see who’s taken HERE.
WHAT YOU’LL GET! 
- a cool spot on my mythology page
- (most likely) a moodboard inspired by your chosen character (if there’s enough info on them) 
- my love <3
that’s it! below i’ll tag a few mutuals so this doesn’t flop. i know i’ve been gone for a while so i may not be at the top of everyone’s dash :) 
note: this is also meant to make up for the summer tumblr awards, which will be held off a bit longer as @lestrainge is on an extended hiatus! :) <33333
Keep reading
108 notes · View notes
nvwas · 5 years
Text
sorry this is just an unending scream but idk i just. feel so mentally stoppered like. i dont have anything to say. my thoughts suck the blood out of the images and all that. idk i feel like nothing i have 2 say is worthwhile and i hate existing if im not contributing, not bc it’s necessary 2 contribute but bc. i hate things that dont have a function in that way and idk its a peak Capitalist Mindset but also i just dont like spending time on things that dont make me feel fulfilled in some way and nothing feels right and i keep ending up/placing myself in situations where i just want 2 break down into tears for no fucking reason and i cant even function wo caffeine its fucking ridiculous at this point u hsfnfds
2 notes · View notes
nvwas · 5 years
Photo
Tumblr media Tumblr media
    @perseusnet​ ··– percy’s birthday week, Day (1):     · · · percy + blue     We walked on the beach, fed blue corn ships to the seagulls, and munched on blue jelly beans, blue saltwater taffy and all the other free samples my mom brought home from work.
493 notes · View notes