#monte

...they say a reformed roue makes the best husband, but, Oh! Didn't they tell you? Monsters can't be reformed... ↗

— John Geddes

#husband #monters #reformed #change

Tall, black-haired, rouged, Kaiser-moustached, he cackled and screamed in weird attitudes, giggling in high soprano, hiding his little black teeth behind an exquisitely gloved hand - the 'poseur' absolute. He was said to have slept with Sarah Bernhard and vomited for a week afterwards. ↗

— William Sansom

#attitude

The novelist Dumas would one day borrow features from both of his uncles, not to mention his grandfather, the acknowledged scoundrel, in fashioning the central villains of The Count of Monte Cristo. Reading court documents detailing the sordid unraveling of Charles's sham fortune, which would have devastating effects on his daughter and her unsuspecting husband, I couldn't help thinking that one of the interesting things about Dumas's villains is that, while greedy and unprincipled themselves, they produce children who can be innocent and decent. This was something that the writer understood very well from his own family. ↗

— Tom Reiss

#count-of-monte #evil #villains #family

Orfeo son io, che d'Euridice i passi Seguo per queste tenebrose arene Ove giammai per vom mortal non vassi. ↗

— Claudio Monteverdi

#inspirational #monteverdi #orfeo #inspirational

Life is a storm, my young friend. You will bask in the sunlight one moment, be shattered on the rocks the next. What makes you a man is what you do when that storm comes. You must look into that storm and shout as you did in Rome. Do your worst, for I will do mine! Then the fates will know you as we know you: as Albert Mondego, the man! ↗

— Alexandre Dumas père

#life

overhead the birds are calling, their cries seeming to feel the air. As i watch, they rise.. flinging their bodies against the sky, intent upon the moment, spinning and turning like embers of smoke upon the air. I envy them, this life of theirs.. the way they live so free of themselves, they are without past, without future, an exaltation of life beating in so many parts, rising up into the infinity of space. watching them i find i want to weep, and yet i have no tears. ↗

— Thomas F. Monteleone

#life

For all my love little monsters i am your mom you are my child in my hand i protect you like my eyes but dont worry ill cacth you if you fall. ↗

— Lady Gaga

#love

God is merciful to all, as he has been to you; he is first a father, then a judge. ↗

— Alexandre Dumas

#father #god #judge #justice #religion

My son, philosophy as I understand it, is reducible to no rules by which it can be learned; it is the amalgamation of all the sciences, the golden cloud which bears the soul to heaven. ↗

— Alexandre Dumas

#science

He felt like home. ↗

— JoAnne Kenrick

#joanne-kenrick #magic #memories #monterey #mullo