theonlymagicleftisart:

Digital Illustrations by Artem Rhad Cheboha

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"

since feeling is first
who pays any attention
to the syntax of things
will never wholly kiss you;
wholly to be a fool
while Spring is in the world

my blood approves,
and kisses are a better fate
than wisdom
lady i swear by all flowers. Don’t cry
—the best gesture of my brain is less than
your eyelids’ flutter which says

we are for each other: then
laugh, leaning back in my arms
for life’s not a paragraph

And death i think is no parenthesis

"
E. E. Cummings, Since Feeling Is First (via colporteur)
glumshoe:

This was my chemistry professor.

glumshoe:

This was my chemistry professor.

"I’ll miss you terribly. I miss you already."
Ernest Hemingway, from The Garden Of Eden (via violentwavesofemotion)
aseaofquotes:

Kazuo Ishiguro, Never Let Me Go

aseaofquotes:

Kazuo Ishiguro, Never Let Me Go

occhiolism

dictionaryofobscuresorrows:

n. the awareness of the smallness of your perspective, by which you couldn’t possibly draw any meaningful conclusions at all, about the world or the past or the complexities of culture, because although your life is an epic and unrepeatable anecdote, it still only has a sample size of one, and may end up being the control for a much wilder experiment happening in the next room.

this adorable annoying destructive creature chews on everything (my electronics, my clothes, me). at least she’s sleeping on my knitting instead of dragging it around the house (and unravelling it as she goes)

this adorable annoying destructive creature chews on everything (my electronics, my clothes, me). at least she’s sleeping on my knitting instead of dragging it around the house (and unravelling it as she goes)

artbymoga:

My perfect day.

artbymoga:

My perfect day.

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The world is not in your books and maps. It’s out there.

"I loved the irradiate refuge of sleep. In my dreams I found a little of the beauty I had vainly sought in life, and wandered through old gardens and enchanted woods."
H. P. Lovecraft  (via petrichour)