beauty is terror

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[rchardpapn]

THE SONG OF ACHILLES BY DONNA TARTT; inspired by @camillamacaulay

[rchardpapn]

i love your edits so much :o

thank you!!!!!

[haffalump]

favourite literature quotes » 

“But sometimes, unexpectedly, grief pounded over me in waves that left me gasping; and when the waves washed back, I found myself looking out over a brackish wreck which was illumined in a light so lucid, so heartsick and empty, that I could hardly remember that the world had ever been anything but dead.” ―Donna Tartt, The Goldfinch

[lovewhatsmortal]

I faked a yawn and tried to roll away, but instead he sighted and pulled me closer, with a sleepy, snuggling notion.

[clarkegrifin-archive]

BOOKS READ IN 2015 | the goldfinch by donna tartt

And as much as I’d like to believe there’s a truth beyond illusion, I’ve come to believe that there’s no truth beyond illusion. Because, between ‘reality’ on the one hand, and the point where the mind strikes reality, there’s a middle zone, a rainbow edge where beauty comes into being, where two very different surfaces mingle and blur to provide what life does not: and this is the space where all art exists, and all magic.

[camillamacaulay]

the goldfinch, part ii (badr al-dine + wind, sand & stars)

When we are strongest– who draws back? Most merry– who falls down laughing? When we are very bad,– what can they do to us?

[camillamacaulay]

it was boris i missed, the whole impulsive mess of him: gloomy, reckless, hot-tempered, appallingly thoughtless. 

[ppavlikovsky]

despite his faults, which were numerous and spectacular, the reason i’d liked boris and felt happy around him from almost the moment i’d met him was that he was never afraid

[okayodysseus]

eight hundred years of women in piracy

“You know who I am. You know my naked power.”

requested by @tamirthegreat

[rosecutietyler]

run you clever boy

                               and be a doctor

[minyoohngi]

I can’t help but want you

I know that I’d die without you

[kaezbrekker]

Noah, unlike his pristine room, always seemed a little grubby. There was something out of place about his clothing, his mostly combed-back fair hair.

[rchardpapn]

honey hair & a killer look , camilla

[tamlinscourt-deactivated2016021]

book cover re-design: throne of glass by sarah j. maas 

“we all bare scars … mine just happen to be more visible than most.”

[noveldom]

- The Foxhole Court

[rchardpapn]

summary of the secret history

richard: im no homosexual

everyone: gaygaygaygaygaygaygay

[ohneets]

“I suppose at one time in my life I might have had any number of stories, but now there is no other. This is the only story I will ever be able to tell.”