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soircieres · 2 years
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— Dorothy Bussy (née Strachey), Olivia (1949)
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mdemn · 11 months
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so that was what love led to. to wound and be wounded.
brute: poems - emily skaja, belovéd - yves olade, lie from peripety (2008) - jen mazza, we are hard - margaret atwood, tumblr user @heavensghost, olivia (1949) - dorothy bussy (née strachey).
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Medea, Euripides//Olivia, Dorothy Bussy
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holeymolars · 8 months
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"For after that first time there was always part of me standing aside, comparing, analysing, objecting: "Is this real? Is this sincere?" All the world of my predecessors was there before me, taking, as it were, the bread out of my mouth. Was this stab in my heart, this rapture, really mine or had I merely read about it? For every feeling, every vicissitude of my passion, there would spring into my mind a quotation from the poets. Shakespeare or Donne or Heine had the exact phrase for it. Comforting, perhaps, but enraging too. Nothing ever seemed spontaneously my own. As the blood dripped from the wound, there was always part of me to watch with a smile and a sneer: "Literature! Mere literature! Nothing to make a fuss about! And then I would add, "But so Mercutio jested as he died!""
Olivia, Dorothy Strachey Bussy (1949)
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la-cocotte-de-paris · 2 years
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Thinking about them
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kamreadsandrecs · 1 year
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captainraven21 · 8 months
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“In the meantime, I brush her hair and go on my knees before her and cut her nails. That is enough for me. It wouldn’t be for you. Your share has been something more. But you have had to pay for it.”
Cut me like a knife
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kammartinez · 1 year
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shewasmyteacher · 2 years
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I, sitting beside and below her, saw her illuminated and almost in profile. I looked at her for the first time as I listened. I don’t know which I did more thirstily—looked or listened.
-Olivia
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pearlswine · 2 years
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interview with the vampire 1x05 / killing eve 2x08 / dorothy bussy / alicia ostriker / richard siken
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llovelymoonn · 2 years
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Hii could you do a web weaving on how much love hurts? :0
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sonia sanchez wounded in the house of a friend: "love song no. 3" \\ dorothy bussy olivia (1949) (via @serpensoir) \\ winona oak island of the sun: "break my broken heart" \\ sor juana inés de la cruz (tr. joan larkin & jaime manrique) love opened a mortal wound
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soircieres · 2 years
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André Aciman in his introduction to the 2020 edition of Dorothy Strachey’s Olivia.
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mostremote · 1 month
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André Gide, Strait is the Gait (trans. Dorothy Bussy)
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That era has passed.
Nothing that belonged to it exists anymore.
House of the Dragon (2022-)//Hard Damage, Aria Aber//Medea, Euripides//Olivia, Dorothy Bussy//This Room and Everything In It, Li-Young Lee//In the mood for love (2000), Wong Kar-Wai
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holeymolars · 8 months
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"But there was no need of wine to intoxicate me. Everything in her proximity was intoxicating."
Olivia, Dorothy Strachey Bussy (1949)
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OKAY SAPPHICS WE ARE SETTLING THIS ONCE AND FOR ALL
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