#favourote

Ah that’s tricky since I tend to crawl away from them in shame after it’s out in the world. Tbh I don’t know if I do have a fave... I think it’s a tie between Mary I and Elizabeth I. I’m surprised how much I liked Mary I after watching a month later and forgetting all the mistakes. Don’t get me wrong i still see them and crumple into myself when I see them but I’m quite proud of it at the same time.

Benjamin Alire Sánez, Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe 

My long two-pointed ladder's sticking through a tree  Toward heaven still.  And there's a barrel that I didn't fill  Beside it, and there may be two or three  Apples I didn't pick upon some bough.  But I am done with apple-picking now.  Essence of winter sleep is on the night,  The scent of apples; I am drowsing off.  I cannot shake the shimmer from my sight  I got from looking through a pane of glass  I skimmed this morning from the water-trough,  And held against the world of hoary grass.  It melted, and I let it fall and break.  But I was well  Upon my way to sleep before it fell,  And I could tell  What form my dreaming was about to take.  Magnified apples appear and reappear,  Stem end and blossom end,  And every fleck of russet showing clear.  My instep arch not only keeps the ache,  It keeps the pressure of a ladder-round.  And I keep hearing from the cellar-bin  That rumbling sound  Of load on load of apples coming in.  For I have had too much  Of apple-picking; I am overtired  Of the great harvest I myself desired.  There were ten thousand thousand fruit to touch,  Cherish in hand, lift down, and not let fall,  For all  That struck the earth,  No matter if not bruised, or spiked with stubble,  Went surely to the cider-apple heap  As of no worth.  One can see what will trouble  This sleep of mine, whatever sleep it is.  Were he not gone,  The woodchuck could say whether it's like his Long sleep, as I describe its coming on,  Or just some human sleep. -Robert Frost