November 2010
59 posts
Things are sweeter when they’re lost. I know—because once I wanted something and...
– F. Scott Fitzgerald (via dira)
My tears are like the quiet drift, of petals from some magic rose;
And all my...
– Dylan Thomas (via dira) (via windsweptribbons, milkdrop)
thelittleenglishrose-deactivate asked: Your tumblr is incredibly beautiful, I find myself re-blogging most of your pictures.
Ideas are like rabbits. You get a couple and learn how to handle them, and...
– John Steinbeck (via weepingclouds)
autumnwindofyore asked: Oh, lovely, lovely you! ♥
“Does my poor portrait of her, my fond, patient labour of long and happy days, show me these things? Ah, how few of them are in the dim mechanical drawing, and how many in the mind with which I regard it! A fair, delicate girl, in a pretty light dress, trifling with the leaves of a sketch-book, while she looks up from it with truthful, innocent blue eyes—that is all the drawing can...
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“Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you with failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high
If ye break faith with us who...
She was too tall, too fond of books, too grave, and, a curious thing, never...
– The Ladies of Grace Adieu by Susanna Clarke (via dira)