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all roads lead back to the loneliness i felt as a child
untitled by Sarita Lolita on Flickr.
A luna moth (Actias luna) in New York, USA
by Alex Roukis
“She smelled like white roses and felt as fragile and satiny as her dress.”
— Beyond the Pale Motel, Francesca Lia Block (via palepandoras)
The best notes written in manuscripts by medieval monks
Colophon: a statement at the end of a book containing the scribe or owner’s name, date of completion, or bitching about how hard it is to write a book in the dark ages
Oh, my hand
The parchment is very hairy
Thank God it will soon be dark
St. Patrick of Armagh, deliver me from writing
Now I’ve written the whole thing; for Christ’s sake give me a drink
Oh d fuckin abbot
Massive hangover
Whoever translated these Gospels did a very poor job
Cursed be the pesty cat that urinated over this book during the night
If someone else would like such a handsome book, come and look me up in Paris, across from the Notre Dame cathedral
I shall remember, O Christ, that I am writing of Thee, because I am wrecked today
Do not reproach me concerning the letters, the ink is bad and the parchment scanty and the day is dark
11 golden letters, 8 shilling each; 700 letters with double shafts, 7 shilling for each hundred; and 35 quires of text, each 16 leaves, at 3 shilling each. For such an amount I won’t write again
Here ends the second part of the title work of Brother Thomas Aquinas of the Dominican Order; very long, very verbose; and very tedious for the scribe; thank God, thank God, and again thank God
If anyone take away this book, let him die the death, let him be fried in a pan; let the falling sickness and fever seize him; let him be broken on the wheel, and hanged. Amen
1940s black sheer rayon nightgown
by TrueValueVintage on Etsy
“By the end of the feast we were all wandering about half naked, our makeup smudged, crushed flowers in our loose hair…What many of us were to remember best was the white, full disk of the moon. There was thunder and lightening, but no rain.”
— Sheila Kohler, Cracks
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