Black-hearted girls need pretty faces...

...to hide what's lurking within... Lover of the sacred and the profane. Applauding the bold. Smiling at the ostentatious.

[quotemadness]

“Do not be afraid to walk the path that you must go just because you cannot see the end. The path becomes clearer as you continue to go on.”

— Tracy Allen

[majestativa]

Her hair is a Hurricane Her eyes an eclipse. [...] Embodying the night Black flame the double mystery.

— ROGER GILBERT-LECOMTE ⚜️ BLACK MIRROR: The Selected Poems of Roger Gilbert-Lecomte, transl. by David Rattray, (2010)

[derangedrhythms]

My holy place is [him]. And it is an abomination.

Iris Murdoch, The Philosopher's Pupil

[thethingsiveseen-photography]

Dusk, Åndalsnes, Norway

[svdcvnt]

“I Can Fix It”

Artist: Justin Novak 🪡

[skylark-234]

Our death is our wedding with eternity.

Rumi

[mutable-wings]

Who knows? perhaps the same bird echoed through both of us yesterday, separate, in the evening...

— Rainer Maria Rilke, from "You Who Never Arrived," translated by Stephen Mitchell

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[philosophybits]

“There is a strange interdependence between thoughtlessness and evil.”

— Hannah Arendt, Eichmann in Jerusalem

[thoughtkick]

“I crave time by myself to sit and heal my heart before I step out into the world again.”

— Gemman Troy

[thepersonalquotes]

[overclassy]

[thoughtkick]

“If you’re brave enough to say “goodbye” life will reward you with a new “hello”.”

— Paulo Coelho

[derangedrhythms]

From along the corridor the mirror spied on us. We found out (inevitably at such an hour) that there is something unnatural about mirrors.

Jorge Luis Borges, The Garden of Forking Paths; from 'Tlön, Uqbar, Orbius Tertius', tr. Jorge Luis Borges & Norman Thomas di Giovanni