For on one side lay Scylla and on the other divine Charybdis terribly sucked down the salt water of the sea. Verily whenever she belched it forth, like a cauldron on a great fire she would seethe and bubble in utter turmoil.
-The Odyssey

🎨Italian fresco, 1575

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“Through the door, left a little ajar, might be seen the villainous, watchful and cunning face of the young scamp Tortillard, who, having followed these strangers unknown to them, was sneaking after, spying, and listening to them.”
-Eugène Sue, The Mysteries of Paris

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“The Duke returned from the wars today & did pleasure me in his top-boots.”

Sarah Churchill, Duchess of Marlborough (1660-1744), wife of John Churchill, 1st Duke of Marlborough & favourite of Queen Anne.
Portrait by Charles Jervas, c.1715

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Njál Thorgeirsson’s home at Bergþórshvoll is probably the most famous of all Icelandic saga domiciles because it was utterly and poetically burnt to the ground. 🖼 Sigurjón Jóhannsson

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"Beyond the town, darker than dark, King Haggard's castle teetered like a lunatic on stilts..."

- Peter S. Beagle, The Last Unicorn
🎨 by Tore Billing

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“I had been passing alone, on horseback, through a singularly dreary tract of country, and at length found myself, as the shades of evening drew on, within view of the melancholy House of Usher.”
― Edgar Allan Poe
🎨Arthur Rackham & Harry Clarke

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"Elrond's house was perfect, whether you liked food or sleep or story-telling or singing (or reading), or just sitting and thinking best, or a pleasant mixture of them all. Merely to be there was a cure for weariness."
- J.R.R. Tolkien
🖼️Rodney Matthews

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"It is nothing to die; it is dreadful not to live." ~ Les Misérables (1862), Victor Hugo.
[Cover by Jenny Frison.]

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I always loved the tiny door: 🚪

“But at last she came upon a tiny little door: and oh, how glad she was, when she found the key would fit it! So she unlocked the tiny little door…& looked through it, and what do you think she saw? Oh, such a beautiful garden!”

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"The sea is everything. It covers seven tenths of the terrestrial globe. Its breath is pure and healthy...The sea is only the embodiment of a supernatural & wonderful existence. It is nothing but love & emotion; it is the Living Infinite."

-Jules Verne
🎨 Max Jensen

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"The notes fell into the stillness like drops of golden light...Gently, austerely, sparingly, sweetly, the lovely separate voices met and mingled...making the room and the night hour vast as the universe."
The Glass Bead Game
Hermann Hesse

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"Life has not ceased to be a riddle, nor has death lost its sting, and again man sighs amid moans of torment: "Wherefore?"" (Stanisław Przybyszewski, 1868)

🎨 Jacek Maleczewski "Thanatos II" (1899)

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🌿🗝️🌿"If I find in myself desires which nothing in this world can satisfy, the only logical explanation is that I was made for another world."

📖C.S. Lewis

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‘What is a Caucus-race?’ said Alice; not that she wanted much to know, but the Dodo had paused as if it thought that somebody ought to speak, and no one else seemed inclined to say anything.
‘Why,’ said the Dodo, ‘the best way to explain it is to do it.’

L. Carroll

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Mockingbirds don’t do one thing but make music for us to enjoy. They don't
eat up people's gardens, don't nest in corncribs, they don't do one thing but sing their hearts out for us. That's why it's
a sin to kill a mockingbird.

Atticus in Lee’s To Kill a Mockingbird

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The Robin cam to the wren’s nest
And keekit in and keekit in,
O weel ‘s me on your auld pow,
Wad ye be in, wad ye be in.
Ye ‘se ne’er get leave to lie without,
And I within, and I within,
As lang ‘s I hae an auld clout
To row you in, to row you in
~ Robert Burns

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"If I must die,
I will encounter darkness as a bride,
And hug it in mine arms." (Shakespeare)

🎨 Harry Clarke

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“I'll follow you, I'll lead you about a round,
Through bog, through bush, through brake, through brier:
Sometime a horse I'll be, sometime a hound,
A hog, a headless bear, sometime a fire…”
–William Shakespeare, MND A3S1

🎨Arthur Rackham

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Full fathom five thy father lies
Of his bones are coral made

Those are pearls that were his eyes
Nothing of him that doth fade

But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange

Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell


🎨

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"Her clothes spread wide;
And, mermaid-like, awhile they bore her up:
Which time she chanted snatches of old tunes;
As one incapable of her own distress,
Or like a creature native and indued
Unto that element:

Ophelia by Friedrich Heyser

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