imagine talking about alexander the great and not mentioning that he died of grief only 8 months after hephaestion died, that he petitioned the oracle to give haphaestion literal divine status so that people could worship him as a god, that he threw himself on haphaestion’s dead body and refused to leave for two days, that he put together the biggest funeral procession known to the world at the time, that he gave haphaestion a lock of his own hair at the funeral in blatant reference to achilles doing the same with patroclus….like heteronormativity is so wild that he could come back from the dead and come out to every historian personally and it still wouldn’t be enough to render him anything but straight
“My name,” she said at last, “is Miss Tick. And I am a witch. It’s a good name for a witch, of course.” “You mean blood-sucking parasite?” said Tiffany, wrinkling her forehead. “I’m sorry?” said Miss Tick, coldly. “Ticks,” said Tiffany. “Sheep get them. But if you use turpentine–” “I meant that it sounds like ‘mystic,’” said Miss Tick. “Oh, you mean a pune, or play on words,” said Tiffany. “In that case it would be even better if you were Miss Teak, a dense foreign wood, because that would sound like ‘mystique,’ or you could be Miss Take, which would–” “I can see we’re going to get along like a house on fire,” said Miss Tick. “There may be no survivors.”
– on witchy names |
Terry Pratchett, The Wee Free Men
“You’re rearranging deck chairs on the Titanic, my friend.” Is such a brilliant line that sounds like it came outta the cigarette addled mouth of some noir detective interrogating a slimy perp, but no, it was actually Justin McElroy admonishing his brother’s driving skills in American Truck Simulator™️ and I think it’s beautiful how we can all just say words
As small as the world 