A Ravenclaws Mind Palace & Heart

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wit beyond measure is man’s greatest treasure

ravenclaw edit for @hellathesavage

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Vikki Dougan

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🖤

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Octavio Paz, ‘A Tale of Two Gardens’,  A Tale of Two Gardens

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And then he entered unbidden into my life and into my blood stream.  Distinct, bright, sharp-cut, loving and tall. (oh heavens, so tall…) I dreamt him up once, long time ago. But I was too busy in this mess of a woman,  collecting the broken pieces what’s left of me. February 1, 2015 | 11:00 a.m. 

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She lives beyond the grace of God, a wanderer in the outer darkness.

Bram Stoker’s Dracula (1992)

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Lucille Ball photographed by Eliot Elisofon (1940′s) 

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A fashion photo by Louise Dahl-Wolfe, 1942

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The Pittsburgh Press, Pennsylvania, August 1, 1940

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Secret of the Rose by Christian Schloe

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The name of a person you love is more than language–

Tennessee Williams, from Selected Stories; “The Vine,” c. July 1944 (via wethinkwedream)

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by Maéva Lecoq

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Only one thing remained reachable, close and secure amid all losses: language. Yes, language. In spite of everything, it remained secure against loss. But it had to go through its own lack of answers, through terrifying silence, through the thousand darknesses of murderous speech. It went through. It gave me no words for what was happening, but went through it. Went through and could resurface, ‘enriched’ by it all.

Paul Celan, from Speech on the Occasion of Receiving the Literature Prize of the Free Hanseatic City of Bremen. (via xshayarsha)

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Rain

Patty Griffin cover

This song seems appropriate for the wet weather we have been having.  If it doesn’t rain, I will be going to see Patty at the Philly Folk Festival on Friday night.  Listen here for her wonderful version of this song.

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this is beautiful 🖤

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Do not regret a war that ripened you just as August ripens pomegranates …

Mahmoud Darwish

In the Presence of Absence

(via honeyandelixir)