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We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for. To quote from Whitman, “O me! O life!… of the questions of these recurring; of the endless trains of the faithless… of cities filled with the foolish; what good amid these, O me, O life?” Answer. That you are here - that life exists, and identity; that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. That the powerful play *goes on* and you may contribute a verse. What will your verse be? DEAD POETS SOCIETY (1989) dir. Peter Weir

euripides, from “orestes”, an oresteia (trans. anne carson) // dead poets society, dir. peter weir // kill your darlings // if we were villains

Dead Poets Society (1989)  dir. Peter Weir

The Secret History Audiobook on Cassette. Read by Robert Sean Leonard

Manuscript for La Riviere de Cassis, a poem Rimbaud wrote for Verlaine in the summer of 1872.

— Arthur Rimbaud, from Feelings (tr. by Paul Schmidt)

karl bryullov, the last day of pompeii & phoebe bridgers, i know the end