(Source: vega-ofthe-lyre)

SEPTIMUS: Take your essay, I have given it an alpha in blind faith. Be careful with the flame.
THOMASINA: I will wait for you to come.
SEPTIMUS: I cannot.
THOMASINA: You may.
SEPTIMUS: I may not.
THOMASINA: You must.
SEPTIMUS: I will not.
(She puts the candlestick and the essay on the table.)
THOMASINA: Then I will not go. Once more, for my birthday.
(Septimus and Thomasina start to waltz together.)

VALENTINE: She didn’t have the maths, not remotely. She saw what things meant, way ahead, like seeing a picture.SEPTIMUS: This is not science. This is story-telling.
Arcadia (London, 2009)

VALENTINE: She didn’t have the maths, not remotely. She saw what things meant, way ahead, like seeing a picture.
SEPTIMUS: This is not science. This is story-telling.

Arcadia (London, 2009)

(Source: hotelsongs)