Cambridge, Nov 4 2017
THE ARCHIVES
Poems
A Poem About Rain
Icarus Also Flew
An Ode to Rays of Sun
To learn that
Jealousy
Eyes
Women
A Pretty Little Message to Myself
She
An Ode to Pools of Moonlight
A Poem of Many Poems
If I Don’t Love You
Achilles and the London Boy
Sunlit Gold
A Flower-Scented Morning
Hungover on Tears
A Magnolia Tree Kiss
“What is happiness?”
Giulia’s New Book
Meeting Diana
Personal
Giulia Has a Crush
Linguistics, My Beloved
Last Book That I…
Flowers and Vanilla and Sunlight
Mornings
Goodbye, Achilles and the London Boy :(
Book-Related
Sense and Sensibility
Butterfly Bookmark
Emma
History Class Advice
Giulia’s Predictions 1
Giulia’s Predictions 2
The Secret History
Camilla Macaulay
Quotes
A Book I’ll Never Write
To define is to limit, darling.
Books and Forests
The Secret History
“Goodness, you magpies.”
“It’s nothing.”
Everything was bathed in celestial light.
“But how,” said Charles…
That was a cozy night, a happy night…
“Are you sure you’re all right?”
My heartbeat trembled in my fingertips…
The wind was up…
Shades of Eton
Unworldly airs of ancient romance that…
The Iliad
Anguish gripped Achilles…
Other
I Loved My Friend
It isn’t Spring until…
Vive vita tua, nam morte tua morieris.
Photos
Books and Tea
Notes Scrawled in Margins
Tweed Blazer Outfit
Books and Flowers
Academy on the Hill
Home Screen
Italian Dialects Alignment Chart
Good Morning, May
The Secret History
Giulia on Pinterest
Pink Flower
Joseph Leyendecker Illustration
Joseph Leyendecker Illustration II
Photo Boards
Achilles and the London Boy
First Photo Board
First Photo Board, Labeled
ArtBreeder Photo Board
I’M REVIVING THIS SERIES!
Day 3 coming up quite soon!
Questions To Ask People You Like:
Favourite classical authors?
Favourite poem?
Favourite book?
Preferred writing utensil?
Favourite place?
Favourite memory?
Most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen?
Favourite library?
Favourite flower?
Sense and Sensibility or Pride and Prejudice?
Favourite quote?
Favourite Latin phrase?
British or American spelling?
Favorite obscure fact?
Favorite historical figure?
Favorite romance novel?
Favorite big city?
Favorite small town?
Favorite constellation?
Favorite university?
Favorite British town?
Favorite obscure author?
Favorite fabric pattern?
Favorite song?
Story of their first love?
Ideal plans for tomorrow?
Favorite old French author?
Favorite turn of phrase?
Favorite capitol or city hall?
Favorite old building?
Favorite museum?
Favorite book store?
Favorite folk tale?
Favorite historical story?
Favorite historical battle?
Oxford or Cambridge?
Edinburgh or London?
Favorite Italian town?
Favorite palace or castle?
Favorite noble family?
Favorite royal family?
Favorite century?
Ever written a love letter?
Favorite weather?
Tea or coffee?
If your name was Adelia, which nickname would you choose, Addie or Delia?
Favorite Greek, Roman, or Norse myth?
Opinion on Oxford commas?
Favorite word in a foreign language?
Favorite English word?
Favorite historical time period?
Favorite song lyric?
Favorite things?
ancient greek word of the day: πολυνιφής (polyniphēs), deep with snow
HELLO, THIS
we had been late for coffee
I've just learned that some (if not most) people have an internal narrative of their thoughts – almost all of their thoughts are in sentences that they 'hear'
as opposed to other people, like me, who have predominantly abstract non-verbal thoughts. Yes, i can talk to myself in my head if i want, and i often hear a voice when i read (until i get really into the story, at which point the voice disappears), but 99% of my thoughts are completely non-verbal. Like, i'm thinking a million things all the time, but there just aren't words attached to them.
I'm so intrigued by this. Is it always in full sentences? Is it all the time? How do you think two things at once - do the voices overlap, or do you just wait to finish that thought before moving onto the next? i have so much abstract chaos going on in my head at all times, i really couldn't imagine how it could possibly be funnelled into linear sentences???? does it affect how you process things?
my mind has been blown
Day 2: Favorite Poem
I loved my friend.
He went away from me.
There’s nothing more to say.
The poem ends,
Soft as it began—
I loved my friend.
- Langston Hughes
(Here’s a gorgeous article on the poem)
I’m so sorry that I haven’t been able to post lately, but I’ve just been very busy. For the last two weeks, I’ve had a summer course at a *certain British university*, and now I’m in Italy to visit my family and friends (while also taking French classes in the mornings). Between all that and the insane heat in Europe, I’ve been completely exhausted every night. I’ll try to post more, darlings (aka the two people who like my posts)!
Elegance, for me, is the manifestation of sophistication and tranquility of the soul, knowing how to beautify your life inside and out—to emanate grace, love, compassion, and wisdom that will touch those that surround you.
— Frances Q. (Musing Diary of a Delicate Petal)
Italian dialects alignment chart