“So… obelisks, right? It’s the apex predator of architectural bling. Practically completely useless. You can’t do anything with an obelisk, you can’t interact with it in any way. It’s just there to dominate the landscape.”
— Anthony Kaldellis, Byzantium & Friends Podcast #49: “Why is there an Egyptian obelisk in the hippodrome of Constantinople?, with Cecily Hilsdale”
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“ He sought her ever, wandering far
Where leaves of years were thickly strewn,
By light of moon and ray of star
In frosty heavens shivering.
Her mantle glinted in the moon,
As on a hill-top high and far
She danced, and at her feet was strewn
A mist of silver quivering.”
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Devil’s in the details, Yota Tsukino
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Legolas pretty quickly gets in the habit of venting about his travelling companions in Elvish, so long as Gandalf & Aragorn aren’t in earshot they’ll never know right?
Then about a week into their journey like
Legolas: *in Elvish, for approximately the 20th time* ugh fucking hobbits, so annoying
Frodo: *also in Elvish, deadpan* yeah we’re the worst
Legolas:
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“The truth about Gothic architecture is, first, that it is alive, and second, that it is on the march. It is the Church Militant; it is the only fighting architecture. All its spires are spears at rest; and all its stones are stones asleep in a catapult. In that instant of illusion, I could hear the arches clash like swords as they crossed each other. The mighty and numberless columns seemed to go swinging by like the huge feet of imperial elephants. The graven foliage wreathed and blew like banners going into battle; the silence was deafening with all the mingled noises of a military march; the great bell shook down, as the organ shook up its thunder. The thirsty-throated gargoyles shouted like trumpets from all the roofs and pinnacles as they passed; and from the lectern in the core of the cathedral the eagle of the awful evangelist clashed his wings of brass, and amid all the noises I seemed to hear the voice of a man shouting in the midst like one ordering regiments hither and thither in the fight; the voice of the great half-military master-builder; the architect of spears. I could almost fancy he wore armour while he made that church; and I knew indeed that, under a scriptural figure, he had borne in either hand the trowel and the sword.”
— G.K. Chesterton
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okay guys who wants me to drag George R.R. Martin
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King Caspian the ICONIC.
Me, googling this information frantically: Okay now you guys have GOT to be fucking with me, there’s NO way he could’ve actually–
ADVAGDHSGFHHJGHHJ THIS MAN IS INSAAAAAANE
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i need everyone to see these pics of hugo weaving and cate blanchett playing on set
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