I just want to read and be left alone.

Have finally begun my exploration of Tarkovsky's ouevre. Ivan's Childhood was good, going to watch Andrei Rublev tomorrow

I've come to the conclusion that the appropriate attitude towards woman is to love your girlfriend and female family members, while also having a genocidal hatred for every other woman on Earth.

The word “like” should excised from the English language.

the tiny domesticated dog runs free while his wild wolf brethren pace the enclosure. much to think about as i log into microsoft teams this morning.

200 pages in and I’m starting to get it. Alyosha is the boy I was, Dmitri is who I am, and Ivan is who I aspire to be.

Tell me something I don’t know

Forget the Wayans, I'm always excited to discover a new member of the Burckhardt family

Was too tired to read The Brother’s Karamazov after work last night and I regret this more than missing my cousin’s wedding

Imagine writing War and Peace and creating a half dozen characters that are literally more alive than most people you’ll ever meet. Must make you feel like a God. It’s no wonder Tolstoy thought he could rewrite the Gospels.

Need to get my shit together and get the book algorithm back on my feed

Think there’s a good chance that either Mormonism or Calvinism might be the true religion, that’s why I split the difference and stay Catholic

Perhaps the most absurd rumor I’ve ever heard is that Khan’s pecs were fake.

Be back later, I need to add another ten books to my Amazon shopping cart

This reads like the old man’s notebooks in the climax of the play Proof

I knew I’d love this film from the very first frame. Literally

'Hamlet's is the only authorial consciousness among all fictive characters, by which I do not mean that Hamlet is Shakespeare's self-representation. Rather, Hamlet is a miracle of inwardness; Shakespeare found ways of suggesting a psychological richness that confounds us, until we begin to want to hear Hamlet on every matter in the cosmos that perplexes us. Long as the play is, the fascinated reader (rather than the playgoer) wants it longer; we wish every observation by Hamlet that we can hope to get.' Harold Bloom, The Western Canon

All I need in life is this and a stack of Russian novels.

Peak living right here

Not even a hundred pages into The Brothers Karamazov and already amazed I could find such joy in a book so soon after Anna Karenina. I want and need to know everything about these men.

Oh my heart is breaks, every step that I take But I’m hoping at the gate, you’ll tell me that you’re mine