the fox and the swan

“She tastes like nectar and salt. Nectar and salt and apples. Pollen and stars and hinges. She tastes like fairy tales. Swan maiden at midnight. Cream on the tip of a fox’s tongue. She tastes like hope.” - Laini Taylor

[thefoxandtheswan]

...he wanted to jump back a whole generation and trust in character again as the eternally valuable element.

F. Scott Fitzgerald, Babylon Revisited

[thefoxandtheswan]

I will be pure. Like snow, like gold.

Bright Eyes

[blueblackdream]

Julie Blackmon, Baby Toss, 2009

[nyctalopes]

[thefoxandtheswan]

Blake Mills - Hey Lover

what is www.blakemillsonline.com

Blue and white racing striped pick-up truck, and when did I decide to grow this beard and gut? Well, I may be white but I don't like my people much but I want to raise with you and watch our younglings hatch, fuckin' make the first letters of their first names match

[thefoxandtheswan]

Mercy is mercy when it’s given to the undeserving.

[intellectualpoaching]

For there to be beauty of face, clarity of speech, benevolence and firmness of character, shadow is as needful as light. They are not opponents: they stand, rather, lovingly hand in hand, and when light disappears, shadow slips away after it.

Friedrich Nietzsche, Human, All Too Human (via awelltraveledwoman)

[thefoxandtheswan]

I was not prepared to lose it all the moment that I found it

Dr. Dog

[gaws]

[thealienemily]

[thefoxandtheswan]

I hope there is love at the end of your day to take you away

Dr. Dog, I Hope There is Love 

[thefoxandtheswan]

Make love when you can. It's good for you.

Kurt Vonnegut, Introduction to Mother Night

[thefoxandtheswan]

From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity.

Edvard Munch

[espinafrando]

Saved on Spotify “Make You Better” by The Decemberists http://ift.tt/1InLmIF

[thefoxandtheswan]

I’d blow holes in my soul

just so you could look past it.

[thefoxandtheswan]

You know, he warned me once Told me I’d regret it. You know, the old one fit just right Why didn’t I keep it? Instead, I threw it on the curb in no time flat. All my old things lookin’ so sad now So true, youngblood…Why didn’t I keep it? Curse the man who first took a rag And dyed it scarlet Wrapped it in a box and a bow And put a price on it But my shoes have holes and my pants don’t fit I need a new hat (and that’s the half of it) My clothes are worn out and I need to replace them You could take it on faith, youngblood Never ask a question Never doubt a thing in your life And get someone else’s truth The windows whine when the wind gets high The walls need paint and the floor don’t shine So true! This place needs updating… Paid a visit to Diderot He was entertaining king and priest Lured them in with flesh and gold And said “whatever shall we use for rope”? If you lend an open ear I’ll tell you everything I know Or I could tell you what you want to hear I can’t believe they left us two alone! If you really want to know, LEARN! If you really want to go, LEAVE! Try to wear it on your sleeve Show them what you’ve worked to earn Or else they’ll take it on faith

[thefoxandtheswan]

Leave me out with the waste/ This is not what I do/ It’s the wrong kind of place/ To be thinking of you