I got a beautiful botanical book, printed in 1926. Just look at these lovely illustrations 🌸
To live in this world you must be able to do three things: to love what is mortal; to hold it against your bones knowing your own life depends on it; and, when the time comes to let it go, to let it go.
Mary Oliver, from “In Blackwater Woods” (via theclassicsreader)
Only with the things you really need..
- love in the mirror -
Taj Mahal / India 2016
Veit Rudolph Specklin (after Hans Holbein the Younger), Astronomical Chart of the Sun and Moon. 1534.
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Taj Mahal, India
Stop this day and night with me and you shall possess the origin of all poems, You shall possess the good of the earth and sun…. there are millions of suns left, You shall no longer take things at second or third hand…. nor look through the eyes of the dead…. nor feed on the spectres in books, You shall not look through my eyes either, nor take things from me, You shall listen to all sides and filter them from yourself.
Walt Whitman (via feellng)
thanks Whitman!♡
why is it always the woman who has to see past the beast in the man? why does she always have to clean his wounds, even after he has damaged her beyond repair? why is it always the man who is worthy of forgiveness for being a monster? I want to see the beast in the beauty. the half smile, half snarl. the unapologetic anger. I would like to see the man forgive the monster. to see her, blood and all, and love her anyway.
beauty and the beast | Caitlyn S. (via alonesomes)
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Quédate conmigo hoy, vive conmigo un día y una noche y te mostraré el origen de todos los poemas. Tendrás entonces todo cuanto de grande hay en la tierra y en el sol y nada tomarás ya de segunda o tercera mano, ni mirarás más por los ojos de los muertos, ni te nutrirás con el espectro de los libros. Tampoco contemplarás el mundo con mis ojos ni tocarás las cosas con mis manos. Aprenderás a escuchar en todas direcciones y dejarás que la esencia del Universo se filtre por tu ser.
— Walt Whitman, Fragmento de ‘Canto a mí mismo’
Excavation of the Sphinx, 1850s. Follow for more 1800s nostalgia.
Breakfast At Tiffany’s (1961) dir. Blake Edwards