the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
“We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race.
And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life.”


- Dead Poets Society (1989) dir. Peter Weir


@темы: with serpents for arms the lovers are the hydra of the tale