The time that begins.
The time that stops.
A head full of
gazing at the constellations,
while the world revolves
in a random rhythm. 161 more words
The last book of Romola actually focuses on the titular character more than on her husband, Tito. She became a disciple of Fra Girolamo Savonarola. Although sure she will never again be truly happy, Romola is glad to have “a reason for living, apart from personal enjoyment and personal affection” (ch. 964 more words
February 16 was officially Presidents’ Day, which shut down all the places I would normally do my research. Instead of rifling through archives I spent half the day in my room writing and the other half schlepping through the National Gallery. 173 more words