Hysterica Passio

Beauty, Film, Language, and the Occassional Octopus

“This is a glorious summer. I often climb into the trees in Charlotte’s orchard, and shake down the pears that hang on the highest branches. She stands below, and catches them as they fall.”

- The Sorrows of Young Werther (Die Leiden des jungen Werthers), Johann Wolfgang von Goethe 1774

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