Much like meat, fish are generally bad news for the melancholic: Rhasis and Magninus discommend all fish, and say they breed viscosities, slimy nutriment, little and humorous nourishment. On the finer points, there is much disagreement over “fumadoes, red-herrings, sprats, stock-fish, haberdine, poor-john, all shellfish.” And what do you know, “Messarius commends salmon, which Bruerinus […]
I would totally run into this guy’s mouth if he had Copic markers on sale. Please follow me on Instagram, devon_isadevon! Facebook?
Have you ever been the cactus in this situation? It is super annoying. But either side is pretty sucky. Petrarch was a fourteenth century Italian poet who established this thing called the Petrarchan lover. The Petrarchan lover chastely pines away for an unobtainable, perfect woman and writes a lot of poetry about her in the […]
Unfortunately, the pernicious fishes aren’t the real problem: To descend to more particulars, how many creatures are at deadly feud with men? Lions, wolves, bears, etc. Some with hoofs, horns, tusks, teeth, nails: How many noxious serpents and venomous creatures, ready to offend us with stings, breath, sight, or quite kill us? How many pernicious […]
Vice, when successful, is called virtue. This post is part of a long, tedious, and illustrated read-along of Robert Burton’s The Anatomy of Melancholy – more info here and follow along on Facebook here.