The old library at Trinity College, Dublin, a bibliophile’s paradise
The Oscar Wilde statue in Dublin might be one of my favorite things ever.
REMEMBER THAT PART IN THE ODYSSEY WHEN ODYSEUS TOLD POLYTHEMUS THE CYCLOPS HIS NAME WAS NOBODY AND THEN HE STABBED HIM IN THE EYE WITH A GIANT STICK AND HE STARTED SCREAMING AND THE OTHER CYCLOPS YELLED FROM THEIR CAVES AND ASKED WHAT WAS GOING ON AND POLYTHEMUS SAID THAT NOBODY HAS HURT HIM AND THEY WERE LIKE WELL THEN SHUT THE FUCK UP
By request from our follower @cosmictypewriter! William Morris.
The tale of King Florus and the Fair Jehane / [Translated by William Morris from the French of the 13th century.] Hammersmith : Kelmscott Press, 1893.
Green morocco binding with ten gold filigree medallions with jewel centers of small amethysts and sapphires, gold filigree clasps with moonstones.
"I’m writing a novella that I’m hoping to get published."
"What’s it about?"
"It’s about these two kids from Seattle, who sneak out of the house early in the morning and take a 5 AM bus to Portland."
"What happens after that?"
"I don’t know. But that’s kind of the point."