Love The Way Henry Always Mechanically Goes:

Love the way Henry always mechanically goes:

Camilla doodle while waiting for paint to dry

I had never realized how often Henry spoke about happiness but you're actually right. Which is even more painful considering how he probably would have never been able to be happy himself even if he had remained alive anyways. At that point there wasn't much hope left even for the others, let alone him.

Honestly Henry did commit horrible and inexcusable and unforgivable acts but it doesn't mean that every single thing he ever did for the entire book had to be out of ill intent.

He didn't save Richard during Winter to get him to trust him, he saved him because Richard was his friend he found freezing to death in an attic. He wasn't manipulating Camilla, he loved her and was trying to protect her and prevent her abusive brother from hurting her any more. He killed himself for a lot of different reasons but one of them was that it really was the only remaining way he could find to get everyone out of trouble and make things somewhat right again.

He surely was detached, and while he generally didn't feel as strongly as other people and even suppressed his own emotions to try and always be as rational as possible, it's not like he was completely incapable of feeling anything at all. In his own aloof way, he did care for them. I think that it's really the fact that despite everything there was some good in all of them that makes them so compelling, Henry included.

am i a person or am i just a bunch of quotes from the secret history glued together?

donna tartt was a crazy woman for making julian and henrys relationship mirror that of fuckass aristoteles and alexander the great

julian is essentially just an 80s aristoteles because he lives in solitude, believes in natural hierarchies and aristocracies, places virtue and studies above all, his most famous student — alexander the great — ends up conquering the world and then when said student isnt of use to him anymore he runs away in fear

One year ago today I had started reading The Secret History for the first time