#hillaire

[postcard-from-the-past]

Sanatorium in Saint-Hillaire-du-Touvet, Dauphiné region of France

French vintage postcard

[leonleonhart]

Fima's unconventional dads and rhyun with her tall ass son she found on the street

[lobbycards]

Sabrina, Italian Lobby Card (Fotobusta). 1954

[moviesbabe]

Sabrina (1954) dir. Billy Wilder

[texasthrillbilly]

The Junkman

[child-of-hurin]

Au fond de la forêt sauvage, à grand ahan, comme des bêtes traquées, ils errent, et rarement osent revenir le soir au gîte de la veille. Ils ne mangent que la chair des fauves et regrettent le goût de sel. Leurs visages amaigris se font blêmes, leurs vêtements tombent en haillons, déchirés par les ronces. Ils s’aiment, ils ne souffrent pas.

Deep in the wild forest like hunted beasts they wander, seldom daring to return in the evening to the shelter of the day before. They eat but the flesh of wild animals and they miss the taste of salt. Their emaciated faces turn pale, their clothes fall to rags, torn by wild brambles. They love each other, they do not suffer.

Joseph Bédier, Le roman de Tristan et Iseut (1922)

I hate the Hilaire Belloc 'translation' of this book, but I did think his adaptation of the last line of this paragraph was impactful (even if a little too autoral for my taste); he went with:

They loved each other and they did not know that they suffered.

[gunwildversuseverything]

Hillaire Belloc said, "Write as the wind blows and command all words like an army!" I think I can handle that, people say my writing blows all the time.

[milliondollarbaby87]

Sabrina (1954) Review

Sabrina Fairchild is the daughter of a rich families chauffeur and she has always been head over heels in love with David Larrabee. After a trip away she returns and it is actually his older brother Linus who begins to be a more suited match for her. ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ Continue reading Untitled

[apenitentialprayer]

Now the most difficult thing in the world in connection with history, and the rarest of achievement, is the seeing of events as contemporaries saw them, instead of seeing them through the distorting medium of our later knowledge. We know what was going to happen; contemporaries did not.

Hilaire Belloc (The Great Heresies, page 100). Italics original.

[escritosdelcamino]

Otra prueba más sobre la existencia de Dios es nuestra propia existencia, seres libres por una conciencia capaz de discernimiento y toma de decisiones. Seres con capacidad de reflexionar sobre su propia existencia y de un pensamiento concreto y abstracto. Ello, lo explica muy bien el P. A. en su libro “La Religión Demostrada”:

“Sí, por la existencia del hombre, inteligente y libre, llegamos a deducir la inteligencia de Dios, pues no hay efecto sin causa capaz de producirlo. Un ser que piensa, reflexiona, raciocina y quiere, no puede provenir sino de una causa inteligente y creadora; y como esa causa inteligente y creadora es Dios, síguese que la existencia del hombre demuestra la existencia de Dios. Es un hecho indubitable que no he existido siempre, (…) ¿quién me ha dado la vida? (…)

1) No he sido yo mismo. Antes de existir, yo nada era, no tenía ser; y lo que no existe, no produce nada.

2) Ni fueron sólo mis padres los que me dieron la vida. (…) Hay, además, otra razón. Mi alma, que es una substancia simple y espiritual, no puede proceder de mis padres no de su cuerpo, pues entonces sería material; no de su alma, porque el alma es invisible; ni, por último, de su poder creador, pues ningún ser creado puede crear.

3) No debo mi existencia a ningún ser visible de la creación. El ser humano, (…) es superior a todos los seres irracionales. Un mineral no puede producir un vegetal; (…) ni un animal, un hombre.

4) Debo, por consiguiente, mi ser a un Espíritu Creador. ¿De dónde ha sacado mi alma?

No la sacó de la materia, pues entonces sería material. Tampoco la sacó de otro espíritu, porque el espíritu que es simple, no puede dividirse. Luego, necesariamente la sacó de la nada, es decir, la creo. Y (…) el único que puede crear es Dios.

Caminante, ¿quién puede crearnos de la nada? Comenta, guarda y comparte este post con alguien que aprecies. Te lo agradecemos. ¡Sigamos!

[lindahall]

Chauvet Cave  – Scientist of the Day

Chauvet Cave, in the Ardeche Gorge of southeastern France, one of the world’s most stunning sites for paleolithic art, was discovered only recently, on Dec. 18, 1994, by three cavers, Jean-Marie Chauvet, Eliette Brunel-Deschamps, and Christian Hillaire.

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[thatscarletflycatcher]

I have been using some dead times these past few weeks to go through/purge my latest Project Gutenberg raids, and there are two funny findings I have made:

1- Patricia Brent, Spinster (1918), by Herbert George Jenkins

In general a run-of-the-mill fake dating romance, short and innoffensive, but here's the thing, for anyone familiar with Dorothy L. Sayers' Lord Peter Wimsey

The love interest is a lieutenant-colonel Bowen (the story is set in the last year of WWI), wounded in action, D.S.O., M.C. now working at the staff

He's later revealed to be Lord Peter Bowen

He's the second son

His brother holds the title, and his mother, the dowager, is a kind, generous woman with a special link with her second son

Lord Peter has a sister too, Lady Tanagra, who helps the war effort with volunteers

Lord Peter has a man by the name of Peel on the same type as Bunter and Jeeves

Lady Tanagra is in love with a friend of Peter and hers, but nothing has come of it yet because he's of a lower class than her and not rich.

Lord Peter falls in love at first sight with Patricia, and proposes marriage to her many times

She refuses him as many times because of a sense of shameful gratitude and what his family would think

Of course the story and characters are different in several ways, and they are not as charming as Sayers', but the coincidences, the coincidences!

2- The Lonely House (1920) by Marie Belloc Lowndes (sister of Hillaire Belloc)

What I didn't know before downloading this book, is that it is subtitled A Hercules Popeau mystery. Yes, you guessed it, Poirot. But it predates Poirot for a little. The wikipedia page on Poirot puts it this way:

Poirot's name was derived from two other fictional detectives of the time: Marie Belloc Lowndes' Hercule Popeau and Frank Howel Evans' Monsieur Poiret, a retired French police officer living in London.[2] Evans' Jules Poiret "was small and rather heavyset, hardly more than five feet, but moved with his head held high. The most remarkable features of his head were the stiff military moustache. His apparel was neat to perfection, a little quaint and frankly dandified." He was accompanied by Captain Harry Haven, who had returned to London from a Colombian business venture ended by a civil war. [3]

But to say that the name was derived is to understate the situation immensely. Popeau has the physical shape, age, and way of talking and dressing of Poirot. Like Poiret, he's French (though still living in France; the plot of this story happens on a vacation he takes to Monte Carlo with... you won't guess... his friend captain Angus Stuart. A Scottish man, who, believe it or not, falls in love at first sight with our fair protagonist!).

Jules Poiret. Hercule Popeau. Hercule Poirot.

And like, wow, we complain about fanfic with the serial numbers filed off, but if you were into reading many novels in 1920s Britain, there were THREE eccentric, short, plump, dandy-ish, French speaking, British captain adopting sleuths around. We'd have three nickels. Historians 1000 years from now would believe there was a significant number of French and Belgian sleuths traveling England and Europe during the first half of the 20th century.

[lobbycards]

Sabrina, Italian Lobby Card (Fotobusta). 1954

[mariacallous]

Partial list of the books that Helene Hanff ordered from Marks & Co. and mentioned in 84, Charing Cross Road (alphabetical order):

Austen, Jane. Pride and Prejudice, (1813)

Arkwright, Francis trans. Memoirs of the Duc de Saint-Simon

Belloc, Hillaire. Essays.

Catullus – Loeb Classics

Chaucer, Geoffrey The Canterbury Tales translated by Hill, published by Longmans 1934)

Delafield, E. M., Diary of a Provincial Lady

Dobson, Austen ed. The Sir Roger De Coverley Papers

Donne, John Sermons

Elizabethan Poetry

Grahame, Kenneth, The Wind in the Willows

Greek New Testament

Grolier Bible

Hazlitt, William. Selected Essays Of William Hazlitt 1778 To 1830, Nonesuch Press edition.

Horace – Loeb Classics

Hunt, Leigh. Essays.

Johnson, Samuel, On Shakespeare, 1908, Intro by Walter Raleigh

Jonson, Ben. Timber

Lamb, Charles. Essays of Elia, (1823).

Landor, Walter Savage. Vol II of The Works and Life of Walter Savage Landor (1876) – Imaginary Conversations

Latin Anglican New Testament

Latin Vulgate Bible / Latin Vulgate New Testament

Latin Vulgate Dictionary

Leonard, R. M. ed. The Book-Lover's Anthology, (1911)

Newman, John Henry. Discourses on the Scope and Nature of University Education. Addressed to the Catholics of Dublin – "The Idea of a University" (1852 and 1858)

Pepys, Samuel. Pepys Diary – 4 Volume Braybrook ed. (1926, revised ed.)

Plato's Four Socratic Dialogues, 1903

Quiller-Couch, Arthur, The Oxford Book Of English Verse

Quiller-Couch, Arthur, The Pilgrim's Way

Quiller-Couch, Arthur, Oxford Book of English Prose

Sappho – Loeb Classics

St. John, Christopher Ed. Ellen Terry and Bernard Shaw : A Correspondence / The Shaw – Terry Letters : A Romantic Correspondence

Sterne, Laurence, The Life and Opinions of Tristram Shandy, Gentleman, (1759)

Stevenson, Robert Louis. Virginibus Puerisque

de Tocqueville, Alexis Journey to America (1831–1832)

Wyatt, Thomas. Poems of Thomas Wyatt

Walton, Izaak and Charles Cotton. The Compleat Angler. (John Major's 2nd ed., 1824)

Walton, Izaak. The Lives of – John Donne – Sir Henry Wotton – Richard Hooker – George Herbert & Robert Sanderson

Woolf, Virginia, The Common Reader, 1932.

[philosophicalconservatism]

"It is not the young people that degenerate; they are not spoiled till those of mature age are already sunk into corruption."

Hillaire Belloc (1870-1953) French-English writer and historian.

[chaotic-miserables]

This night's session

Whelp. Everything went well and was hillairous. People got drunk. Vargas was a sexist asshole and annoyed everyone. People danced. Ireena had a dance with her paladin. A pc kissed Izek. There was a drinking contest. Pcs threw up off a balcony onto a wealthy lady. She had three dresses. Our wizard messed with every single one to make her mad. She fired her butler. The pc felt bad and asked Ismark to give him a job. The party decided that he will be the party butler. His name is Smithers.

I think this is the perfect start to this blog and to what you will be hearing from my campaign.

More details and context later. For now enjoy the chaos.