Franz Kafka, from Letters to Felice
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Me dolió y me reí. Porque no podía creer que fui así de ingenua.
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Franz Kafka, from a letter to Felice Bauer written in 1912, featured in Letters To Felice
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Obsessed with the Young Royals finale.
Obsessed with Simon, Sara, Wilhelm and Felice driving away from a shutdown Hillerska, free from a system which was never going to accept them, happy and together.
Obsessed with how there’s still a chance Hillerska could reopen because that system is next to impossible to take down and the upper-class rarely face real consequences for their actions.
Obsessed with August’s face when he saw Wilhelm walking away, realising that he was trapped. Wilhelm said August was the heir they needed but he couldn’t have been more wrong - that man has bucket loads of trauma, an eating disorder he isn’t even close to ready to confront and no support system around him, he’s not gonna do much better with the role of Crown Prince than Wilhelm did.
Obsessed with Nils coming out to his friends and them easily accepting him, because their issue with Simon really was the fact that he was poor and a socialist, and Nils both still believes in the system he’s in and his queerness doesn’t destabilise the system the same way Wilhelm’s does.
Obsessed with Stella ending up with Fredrika, because although Rosh might have been fun to hang out with for a night Stella also still believes in and upholds the system she belongs to and Rosh was never going to fit in that system or uphold the traditional feminine values needed to survive in it.
Obsessed with how the monarchy is portrayed as unchangeable and impossible to modernise because it’s built on such outdated ideals.
Obsessed with the mix of both happy and open-ended endings.
I just adore it so much
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Will you marry me, Catherine?
Yes! Yes I will! Yes!
NORTHANGER ABBEY (2007) dir. Jon Jones
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Franz Kafka, Draft of a letter to Felice Bauer
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— Franz Kafka, Letters to Felice
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A veces no quiero mirarme en el espejo, ni saludar a nadie, ni hablar de nada, ni comer, ni hacer gran cosa. A veces, la vida me parece muy aburrida, pesada, cansada y no quiero vivirla. A veces...
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Franz Kafka, from a letter to Felice Bauer featured in "Letters to Felice,"
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