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Aristotle at Afternoon Tea participates in the Amazon Services LLC Associates Program, an affiliate advertising program designed to provide a means for sites to earn commissions by linking to Amazon. This means that whenever you buy a book on Amazon from a link on here, I get a small percentage of its price. That helps support my writing in a small way, so thank you. Happy reading!

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April 25, 2019

‘It happened in April, and took place on a day

So mild you’d say love purposely made it that way.’

- Victor Hugo, The Party at Therese’s

Photo by Rafael Kellermann Streit on Unsplash

A walking, hand-holding, kissing cliché. That is what we were; just two more lo...

March 21, 2019

‘So it’s a matter of perspective, really. The human is there if you look for it, if you want to find it.’

- Scott Bergstrom

Photo by Justin Natividad on Unsplash

The city looks soulless, skyscrapers in angled steel and concrete haughtily draped in cloaks of refl...

February 28, 2019

She would move nine times in ten years, and every time, in a London black cab. She used to say that she did not need to own more than one cab ride could fit.

Photo by Arvydas Venckus on Unsplash

There were of course, her books. Only those she owned, though: two...

February 14, 2019

Dear friend,

This week, the writing is not mine. It belongs to a stranger who took me on a trip of the mind to the West Coast of South Africa.

Stone walls really do not a prison make. I traveled with him from my room. I saw the colours. They were so beautiful I had to sh...

January 24, 2019

‘I promised him champagne, Alyosha, on top of everything else, if he brought you to me. Let’s have champagne, I’ll drink, too!’

- Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Brothers Karamazov

Photo by Francois Pistorius on Unsplash

It was 2003 and they were both young and poor and...

January 3, 2019

I could see the chestnuts roasting, not on an open fire but on an antique stove blackened with charcoal, the taste of soot part of the charm. I could see the folks all dressed up like Eskimos, plodding though, not dashing, through the snow. And if I listened closely, I...

December 20, 2018

‘Life is what you celebrate. All of it.’
― Joanne Harris, Chocolat

Photo by Maddi Bazzocco on Unsplash

Tomorrow is a big day. If we could do anything, go anywhere, I would take us both on a walk to celebrate your birthday. Paris pairs perfectly with a day of fl...

December 6, 2018

Cocktail hour at an art déco boutique hotel. Charleston. December. It does not snow in Charleston; it pours on the tall French windowpanes.

Photo by Caglar Araz on Unsplash

Inside, a log fire roars, orange glowing onto the turquoise blue walls and the art; the...

November 8, 2018

The rain to the wind said,

'You push and I'll pelt.'

They so smote the garden bed

That the flowers actually knelt,

And lay lodged - though not dead.

I know how the flowers felt.

- Robert Frost, Lodged

The South Indian state of Kerala is known for its lush greenery, pristine b...

October 11, 2018

'There is no history of mankind, there are only many histories of all kinds of aspects of human life.'

- Karl Popper

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Someone is playing the Beautiful Blue Danube in Vienna’s Saint Stephen’s square. Even at midnight, it is overrun w...

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