Lal-stoh lah-LITHE neen, rahkh-on lay!

Ezgi

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[leirelatent]

City Park, Budapest (1907)

[princessopanda]

[just-art5]

Abraham Rombouts, Portrait of Anna de Looper, 1627 (detail)

[yoiness]

Sarah Ricard Orza and Lindsi Dec in Benjamin Millepied’s 3 Movements  Captured by Angela Sterling Photography

[teathymebooks-blog]

The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde

“…to influence a person is to give him one’s own soul. He does not think his natural thoughts, or burn with his natural passions. His virtues are not real to him. His sins, if there are such things as sins, are borrowed. He becomes an echo of someone else’s music, an actor of a part that has not been written for him. The aim of life is selfdevelopement. To realize one’s nature perfectly - that is what each of us is here for.” 

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[thegolddig]

Chainmail Cropped Tank Top

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[leblogdeozge]

SONNET I

If this should not be Love, O God, what shakes me? If Love it is, what strange, what rich delight! If Love be kind, why has it fangs to bite? If cruel, why so sweet the barb that rakes me? If Love I crave, why this lament that breaks me? If not, what tears or sighs can mend my plight? O Death in Life, dear pain, where lies thy might If I refuse the doom that overtakes me? If I consent, without a cause I grieve: So in a tempest do my fortunes heave, By winds contrary and by waters tossed So, in a stupor, like a blind man lost In mischievous error, lured from doubt to doubt, June freezes, January thaws me out.

                                              Francesco PETRARCA

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