roryglimore:

books read in 2017: the secret history, by donna tartt.

there is to me about this place a smell of rot, the smell of rot that ripe fruit makes. nowhere, ever, have the hideous mechanics of birth and copulation and death -those monstrous upheavals of life that the greeks call miasma, defilement- been so brutal or been painted up to look so pretty; have so many people put so much faith in lies and mutability and death death death.