poetic tragedy

butterflies have always been said to carry souls of the dead

[letheane-deactivated20200121]

…you’re like an angel, nothing touches you.

Fyodor Dostoevsky, from ‘The Brothers Karamazov’ (via aegeane)

[memoryslandscape-deactivated202]

Words are such prisons, I am always looking for the door.

Michael Burkard, from “I Can Tell You I Was Very Sad to Receive Your Piece of Sentiment,” Fictions from the Self (W. W. Norton & Co., 1988)

[herhmione]

it is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife

[gnossienne]

[wingedhoney]

i can feel the stars on your skin you’re beyond celestial

[goldenxguy]

[astraera]

theantinerkirche, münchen (ig: entheofushia)

[ashara-deactivated20171021]

“ take your hand away or you won’t live long enough to breed a son. now. you want a woman, well and good, i’ll put one in your bed tonight. pretend she’s me, if that will give you pleasure, but do not presume to grab at me again. i am your queen, not your wife. remember that. ”

[teresabeans]

Machu Picchu, Peru

[thewastedgeneration]

I am always between two worlds, always in conflict.

Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1931-1934 (via thewastedgeneration)

[luthienne]

I too am good at hunger; it never deserts me.

Marie Ponsot, from Springing: New and Selected Poems; “Jamaica Wildlife Center, Queens, New York” (via draugminaion)

[helleneaquilla]

tag you’re it

[salvadordali-art]

Surrealism is destructive, but it destroys only what it considers to be shackles limiting our vision.

Salvador Dali  (via salvadordali-art)

[tartts]

The Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern

“The circus arrives without warning. No announcements precede it. It is simply there, when yesterday it was not.”

[cullenedward]

character posters >> bard the bowman

I was born and bred on these waters, Master Dwarf. If I wanted to kill you, I would not do it here.

[jiminfilter]

The world is changed. I feel it in the water. I feel it in the earth. I smell it in the air. Much that once was is lost, for none now live who remember it.

[softaimee-deactivated20170813]

♛ ginny, fred and george w e a s l e y

“Yeah, size is no guarantee of power,” said George. “Look at Ginny.” “What d’ you mean?” said Harry. You’ve never been on the receiving end of one of her Bat-Bogey Hexes, have you?“