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““In three words I can sum up everything I’ve learned about life: it goes on.””
— Robert Frost (via amargedom)

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emily dickinson said “say, sea, / take me!” and virginia woolf said “i said to the star ‘consume me’”
my superpower is going into a bookstore and immediately forgetting the name of every book ive ever wanted to read
“Life is a question of nerves, and fibres, and slowly built-up cells in which thought hides itself and passion has its dreams. You may fancy yourself safe and think yourself strong. But a chance tone of colour in a room or a morning sky, a particular perfume that you had once loved and that brings subtle memories with it, a line from a forgotten poem that you had come across again, a cadence from a piece of music that you had ceased to play… I tell you, that it is on things like these that our lives depend.”
— Oscar Wilde
Poe: Dracula had it right. Sleep all day, live alone in a castle, and explode into a thousand bats to get out of social situations.

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15 LGBT Legends from the past for 50 years of Stonewall 13/15: Oscar Wilde
Oscar Fingal O'Flahertie Wills Wilde (16 October 1854 – 30 November 1900) was a Gay Man, and Irish poet and playwright. After writing in different forms throughout the 1880s, he became one of London’s most popular playwrights in the early 1890s. He is best remembered for his epigrams and plays, his novel The Picture of Dorian Gray. Known for his biting wit, flamboyant dress and glittering conversational skill, Wilde became one of the best-known personalities of his day. At the turn of the 1890s, he refined his ideas about the supremacy of art in a series of dialogues and essays, and incorporated themes of decadence, duplicity, and beauty into what would be his only novel, The Picture of Dorian Gray (1890). The opportunity to construct aesthetic details precisely, and combine them with larger social themes, drew Wilde to write drama. He wrote Salome (1891) in French while in Paris but it was refused a licence for England due to an absolute prohibition on the portrayal of Biblical subjects on the English stage. Unperturbed, Wilde produced four society comedies in the early 1890s, which made him one of the most successful playwrights of late-Victorian London. At the height of his fame and success, while The Importance of Being Earnest (1895) was still being performed in London, Wilde had the Marquess of Queensberry prosecuted for criminal libel. The Marquess was the father of Wilde’s lover, Lord Alfred Douglas. The libel trial unearthed evidence that caused Wilde to drop his charges and led to his own arrest and trial for gross indecency with men. After two more trials he was convicted and sentenced to two years’ hard labour, the maximum penalty, and was jailed from 1895 to 1897. During his last year in prison, he wrote De Profundis (published posthumously in 1905), a long letter which discusses his spiritual journey through his trials, forming a dark counterpoint to his earlier philosophy of pleasure. On his release, he left immediately for France, never to return to Ireland or Britain. There he wrote his last work, The Ballad of Reading Gaol (1898), a long poem commemorating the harsh rhythms of prison life. He died destitute in Paris at the age of 46.
In the long chill of a Scottish winter...[Sybil] lay in bed reading novels
The Secret Life of Oscar Wilde, Neil McKenna
““But I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep, and miles to go before I sleep.””
— Robert Frost, Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
Mr. Victor
Give me a bride (bum bum bum bum)
Make her all pretty
With flowers inside (bum bum bum bum bum)
Stuff her with things
Like roses and clover
Give her to me
To kiss her all over
Mr. Victor
I’m so alone (bum bum bum bum)
Driven away
Away from my throne (bum bum bum bum)
Don’t want to have to run and hide
Mr. Victor
Give me a bride
Mr. Victor
Bring me a bride
She’ll be oh so pretty
I don’t care that she’s died
Give her the body of a lover
Or else I might
Just lose my composure!
Mr. Victor
I’m so alone
Give me a friend to call my own
Give her the heart of Eliza
The face of William and the eyes of
Mr. Victor
I‘ll kill your friends (bum bum bum bum bum)
To satisfy my needs
I swear there’s no end (bum bum bum bum)
You told that you’d make me a lover
I guess I make my own since you couldn’t bother
Mr. Victor
You threw her out
It really hurt
I don’t mean to shout
Why can’t I be a happy person
The thing is you don’t think I’m a freaking person
Mr. Victor
I am your son
I used to dream of having some fun
Playing catch and throwing a frisbee
But I guess that’s not to be
Also frisbees don’t exist yet

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There Is a Solitude of Space by Emily Dickinson
His list of favorite poets includes “myself” and his favorite occupation is “reading my own sonnets”.
Oh Oscar.
What a wonderful find! Oscar’s handwriting can be a little hard to read, so I have done my best to transcribe it for your enjoyment! (and added a few links and pictures)
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“Museums are places of worship for those whose faith dwells in human stories.”
— oliveontheroad | contemplations from my most recent trip to the Museum of Fine Arts, Boston
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mona lisa: what makes you feel most beautiful?
starry night: what is your favorite constellation?
the scream: do you have an unusual fear?
birth of venus: do you have a favorite myth? if so, what is it?
pieta: who is the most important person in your life?
las meninas: describe your ideal day
girl with a pearl earring: what is your favorite form of expression?
david: do you think beauty is defined, or a matter of opinion?
the kiss: what is one thing in life that you love?
the creation of adam: what is your first memory?
american gothic: what career do you want to have in the future?
guernica: tell a story - any story you like
nighthawks: where do you spend most of your time, outside of school/work and home?
the son of man: what is one aspect of your personality that you would say defines you?
the thinker: when do you most often find yourself lost in thought?
lavender mist: where do you find joy in life?
water lily pond: do you enjoy nature? if so, why? if not, why not?
the persistence of memory: what is the most vivid dream that you can recall?
school of athens: do you know any unusual facts?
winged victory: what is your greatest achievement?
To see a World in a Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an hour
- William Blake

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“Rage, rage against the dying of the light.”
Sometimes you just need to listen to Dylan Thomas...
Also, how awesome would it be if we had all the best poets reading their own poems???
“I am not one person; I am many people; I do not altogether know who I am.”
— Virginia Woolf