when is a monster not a monster?

there are no bargains between lion and men. linda lit, history & mythology sideblog

[4you]

his native language was thought.

(art)

[leonkenndey]

blue/noah moodboard for @maryjanewaston​

[lesbianorla]

the raven cycle meme -    ↳6/12 relationships - richard gansey iii/ronan lynch

“I remember,” Gansey said thoughtfully to Ronan, “when you used to smell like this.”  

[wordsthat-speak]

Everyone forgets that Icarus also flew. It’s the same when love comes to an end, or the marriage fails and people say they knew it was a mistake, that everybody said it would never work. That she was old enough to know better. But anything worth doing is worth doing badly.

Failing and Flying (Jack Gilbert)

[coral]

We have to lie to ourselves to live. Otherwise, we’d go crazy.

Patrick Ness, More Than This

[torvagatai]

Super fabulous YA lit meme → Four deaths || ¼: Seth Wearing, More Than This

Then, without warning, the game the sea seems to have been playing, the cruel game of keeping him just alive enough to think he might make it, that game seems to be over.

[fortuneredding]

the foxhole court + riko moriyama

[ghostlywriterr]

Domburg, Germany.

[thoodleoo]

Hades is relentless and untamed- So mortals hate him most of all the gods.

Homer, Iliad IX.158-159 (via malglories)

[mhythology-deactivated20160909]

call me medusa for my monstrosity is not mine to bear, but yours to fear.

a.c (via mhythology)

[gendertheftauto]

do the gods worship themselves

[vcnta]

book meme ⇉ ten books/series:

aristotle and dante discover the secrets of the universe by benjamin alire sáenz [5/10]

“i bet you could sometimes find all the mysteries of the universe in someone’s hand.”

[pairedaeza]

Petersburg, loveliest of all hallucinations, the shimmering mirage in the Northern wilderness glimpsed for a breathless second between black forest and the frozen sea.

Angela Carter, from Nights at the Circus (via pairedaeza)

[mounak-s-deactivated20170517]

The Pocketbook of Love  Mouna Kalla-Sacranie (2016)

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[lifeinpoetry]

You can be with someone for months, a year, and not know whether you’ve lost them. Sometimes, you keep on losing someone even after they’ve left.

— Joan Fleming, from “First Loss,” Failed Love Poems

[teamhalseybr]

[illuminosity]

Yes: I am a dreamer. For a dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.

Oscar Wilde, The Critic as Artist (via illuminosity)