rivers and roads.

— Jenna, Waitress (via hplyrikz)

Clear your mind here

“the faerie queene,” by edmund spenser. this poem is divided up into six books, which you should read, if for no other reason than the fact that there’s an exclusive book club at harvard university for the select few people who have finished all six sections. and honestly, who wouldn’t want to read something that forms the foundation of a semi-secret, decades-old book club at harvard?

“romeo and juliet,” and “othello,” both by shakespeare. these plays fall on the exact same spot on the dark academia spectrum. they both involve two lovers who die because of communication issues. but regardless, they’re both super important to read because there are so many references to them, both in other pieces of classic lit., and in modern culture

“the picture of dorian gray,” by oscar wilde. if you can’t tell, this is my favorite book ever. if you can get past the purple prose, it’s like the most ‘dark academia’ book ever. it’s got references to other famous pieces of literature (which i’ll include on the list), lots of gay shit, a dramatic young adult who loves shakespeare, and ofc, murder

“the brothers karamazov,” by fyodor dostoevsky. actually started reading this one to impress a boy; i think that perhaps he and i have different concepts of what is considered impressive, but the book has turned out amazing, so i’m happy

“the prince,” by niccolo machiavelli. alright, so this isn’t classic literature so much as it is politics, but honestly, so many people talk about ‘machiavellianism’ without ever having read the original Machiavellian treatise, and it would be so much better to just read the book and then be able to cite machiavelli himself at your next political-philosophy discussion.

“the count of monte cristo,” by alexandre dumas. another classic that i heard people talk about for long enough that i finally gave up and read the book. now i can talk about it too, and pretend to be smart

“the canterbury tales,” by geoffrey chaucer. these are classics. they’re filled to the brim with medieval language and sexual innuendo, but that’s part of what makes them so wonderful. if that’s not enough of a selling point, ‘the tale of the deathly hallows’ from “harry potter” is super similar to ‘the pardoner’s tale’ from this book.

“the divine comedy,” by dante alighieri. includes a crap ton of great history references and some super sick burns directed towards the corrupt people of dante’s time.

“meditations,” by marcus aurelius. the original metaphysical journal. probably the epitome of ‘light academia’ if i’ve ever read one

“the great gatsby,” by f. scott fitzgerald. jay gatsby is low-key super relatable…and so is nick, the third wheel…and so is daisy, who feels like women are forced by society to be ‘beautiful little fools’

“the iliad,” by homer. you can’t justify reading “the song of achilles” by madeline miller until you’ve read the original. enough said.

“frankenstein,” by mary shelley. not only is this a great books in terms of philosophical potential, but there are so many great things to debate about in it. and, it’s written by a woman :)

“beowulf,” author unknown. although i make no claims about the original anglo saxon, my favorite english translation is, like the iliad and the odyssey, particularly enjoyable because of its dactylic hexameter.

“oedipus rex,” by sophocles. my favorite book in 9th grade, though god knows why my mother let me read it then

“metamorphoses,” by ovid. a collection of my all-time favorite greek myths, which every single person needs to read because it explains how the ancient greeks believed the world operated, from the way the sun rises, to the reason we hear echoes.

“the aeneid,” by virgil. suggested by @catilinas :) the final addition to the holy iliad/odyssey/aeneid trinity, written hundreds of years after the last part, by a different author, and in latin instead of the original greek. chronologically ocurrs at about the same time as the odyssey, although from the trojan perspective.

and maybe it’s just me, but there’s something about being able to connect with people over classic books that is really enjoyable. it makes me feel like some literature student in the early 1900’s who wears tweed (or glasses or something) and wanders through hallways with a cup of coffee ranting about existentialism ;))