There’s a neat little story behind this bookmark. A few years ago I was taking some preparatory classes that were hosted on the various Oxford campuses. While I was staying at the dorms there I stumbled across this grand bookstore. I ended up making a very close friend while staying in Oxford and we loved talking about this store. After a few years, our friendship broke apart. We both travelled back to Oxford on separate occasions and visited the bookstore. I recently ordered a book for my thesis research and when it arrived it included this bookmark. The amazon seller happened to be the bookstore in Oxford. I sent a picture of the bookmark to the aforementioned friend and we finally reconnected.
“When evening comes, I return to my home, and I go to my study; and on the threshold I take off my everyday clothes, which are covered with mud and mire, and I put on regal and curial robes; and dressed in a more appropriate manner I enter into the ancient courts of ancient men and am welcomed by them kindly […]. and there I am not ashamed to speak to them, to ask them the reasons for their actions; and they, in their humanity, answer me; and for four hours I feel no boredom, I dismiss every affliction, I no longer fear poverty nor do I tremble at the though of death: I become completely part of them.”
— Letter from Niccolò Machiavelli to Francesco Vettori, 1513
The giveaway package has finally been delivered to @sugarcross. I waited to post about it because I didn’t want to spoil anything. The main prize was the poetry book, but I also included an excerpt from one of Machiavelli‘s letters that I typed up.
I keep my entire life in a set of Moleskine notebooks. I browsed some old ones today and found this dark academia picture in my first notebook from a few years back.
As the life unfolds, things change, our goals, likes and targets changes and i started to fear this changes till i started to consider thinking why to fell in love to fall out it… And realise tht the process is indeed beautiful to not seep it enough in life…..
I don’t know whats more romantic than laying in a medow while looking at his eyes adoraing the beauty of his heart when he stares back with all the love ever existed and says"call me by your name and i will call u by mine"
(Just watched the trailer of call me by your name so the post is justified )
