28 10 / 2012

"The air I breathe in a room empty of you is unhealthy."

John Keats, from a letter to Fanny Brawne dated March 1820. (via violentwavesofemotion (via caitlin-in-wonderland)

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23 10 / 2012

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22 10 / 2012

"It rains. And water drops no relief
on stones, rain hungry.
Here in my heart, how to remove;
here in my heart, how it pours"

wow!

22 10 / 2012

"Llueve. Y el agua cae sin relieve
sobre las piedras, ávidas de lluvia.
Aquí en mi corazón, cómo remueve;
aquí en mi corazón, cómo diluvia."

“Lluvia”, Julia Prilutzky. (via las-otras-puertas)

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20 10 / 2012

18 10 / 2012

be-pleasing-always:

Let go, he said.
The last shreds of old, lingering in my hand.
No need for cover now, no need to hold on.
“Let go, be free, be mine.”
.
~ cat / be-pleasing-always
photograph: Steve Richard

be-pleasing-always:

Let go, he said.

The last shreds of old, lingering in my hand.

No need for cover now, no need to hold on.

“Let go, be free, be mine.”

.

~ cat / be-pleasing-always

photograph: Steve Richard

27 9 / 2012

"We loved with a love that was more than love."

Edgar Allan Poe (via softwhitethroat)

Annabel Lee

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23 9 / 2012

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30 6 / 2012

"

Does the road wind uphill all the way?
Yes, to the very end.
Will the day’s journey take the whole long day?
From morn to night, my friend.

But is there for the night a resting-place?
A roof for when the slow, dark hours begin.
May not the darkness hide it from my face?
You cannot miss that inn.

Shall I find comfort, travel-sore and weak?
Of labour you shall find the sum.
Will there be beds for me and all who seek?
Yea, beds for all who come.

"

Uphill - Christina Rossetti (Sister of D. G.)