“—On summer evenings, to linger solitary, to keep tryste with the rising moon, or taste one kiss of the evening breeze, or fancy rather than feel the freshness of dew descending—”
— Charlotte Brontë, Villette (via loveage-moondream)
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“—On summer evenings, to linger solitary, to keep tryste with the rising moon, or taste one kiss of the evening breeze, or fancy rather than feel the freshness of dew descending—”
— Charlotte Brontë, Villette (via loveage-moondream)
“We understand shadows. We recognize the shape Of what once made us”
— Jericho Brown, from “Trojan Launch Audio in a New Window” (via weltenwellen)
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“Lovely-eyed. Death-touched. Witch.”
— Odysseus Elytis, tr. by Olga Broumas & T. Begley, from “The Dream,” (via violentwavesofemotion)
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“Do not cringe and make yourself small if you are called the black sheep, the maverick, the lone wolf. Those with slow seeing say a nonconformist is a blight on society. But it has been proven over the centuries, that being different means standing at the edge, means one is practically guaranteed to make an original contribution, a useful and stunning contribution to her culture. When seeking guidance, don’t ever listen to the tiny-hearted. Be kind to them, heap them with blessings, cajole them, but do not follow their advice. If you have ever been called defiant, incorrigible, forward, cunning, insurgent, unruly, rebellious, you’re on the right track. Wild Woman is close by. If you have never been called these things, there is yet time. Practice your Wild Woman.”
— Clarissa Pinkola Estés, Women Who Run with the Wolves: Myths and Stories of the Wild Woman Archetype
Words to live by 🖤
Look, sometimes murders of crows will blacken the sky at your coming and ravening wolves are gonna follow in your wake, and you’re just gonna have to deal with that, and everybody else in the Costco is just gonna have to deal too
“It was a soft October night,”
— T.S. Eliot, from The Complete Poems And Plays: 1909 - 1950; “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock”
If someone points at your black clothes and asks you whose funeral is it, a look around the room and a casual “haven’t decided yet” is always a good response.
“I have been younger in October than in all the months of spring”
— W.S. Merwin, from The Love Of October in “Migration: New & Selected Poems” (via loveage-moondream)
“Lovely-eyed. Death-touched. Witch.”
— Odysseus Elytis, tr. by Olga Broumas & T. Begley, from “The Dream,” (via violentwavesofemotion)
“He appears often unexpectedly by tradition, at the moment of inception between the witch’s leaving of the path of ordinary life, to cross the threshold unto the crooked path of the Wise. It is the ‘Dark Man’ or the ‘Man in Black’ who guides the witch across this threshold upon the path of Return, which is the path away from the established order of 'the world of men’, back via the way of the wild and the 'Other’ unto reunion with the company of the spirit, power and the primal source of 'All’.”
— Gemma Gary, The Devil’s Dozen (via iopanosiris)
“On an October night when witchery can occur…”
— Anne Sexton, from The Complete Poems (1999); “February Third,”
‘Sunt Lacrimae Rerum et Mentem’ . This was my first time experimenting with gouache and though I probably didn’t use it the way it is meant to be used, I enjoyed the process which was so refreshing after the tedium of pastel and charcoal. Painting, with its soft and fluid motions, will always feel both wild and calm in my hands. www.instagram.com/_nestandburrow_/ © Sarah Petkųs *Please be respectful, do not remove credit