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And a softness came from the starlight and filled me
full to the bone.
– — W. B. Yeats, from “The Wanderings of Oisin”. (via waitingforteaagain)
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When we understand every single secret of the universe, there will still be left...
– — Wittgenstein. (via unejeunedemoiselle)
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I sure got my feathers burned, but I’m stronger than the flames
– Tarja Turunen, My Little Phoenix.
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I believed that I wanted to be a poet, but deep down I just wanted to be a poem.
– Jaime Gil de Bieda. (via owls-love-tea)
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It’s time we saw sex as the truly sacred art that it is. A deep meditation, a...
– Marcus Allen (via theconcupiscentconcubine)
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Poetry can be dangerous, especially beautiful poetry, because it gives the...
– — Rumi. (via awakeningapril)
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And when a poet dies, deep in the night
a lone black bird wakes up in the...
– Miroslav Holub, from “Interferon” (translated by Dana Habova and David Young).
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Fashion is like a party. Getting dressed is preparing to play a role
– Yves Saint Laurent. (via the-front-row)
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I like my body under yours. I like the echo of seashells, the pinkness of your...
– (via beryl-azure).
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When you do something noble and beautiful and nobody noticed, do not be sad. For...
– John Lennon. (via lovet)
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See, the darkness is leaking from the cracks.
I cannot contain it. I cannot...
– Sylvia Plath. (via lavandula)