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“Do you think it’s funny that both of our favourite memories are about the people we like the least now?“ I ask. "Maybe that’s why we dislike them,” she says. “The distance between who they were and who they are is so wide, we have no hope of getting them back.”
― Nicola Yoon, The Sun Is Also a Star
"I don't want to go to heaven. None of my friends are there."
-Oscar Wilde
Artemis - lady of wild things, huntress, protectress of animals, guardian of the young.
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idk why the line “to love another person is to see the face of god” was ever written when the same effect could have been achieved by shooting me in the face
George Barbier - Illustrations for Les Liaisons Dangereuses
Good lighting and good coffee, what more could I ask for?
🎵 I know it’s over - The Smiths
But a Book is only the Heart's Portrait- every Page a Pulse.
Emily Dickinson
Dark Academia Fashion Inspiration
d e t a i l s
Self Portrait with Death Playing the Fiddle (1872) - Arnold Böcklin (Swiss, 1829 - 1901)
Julius LeBlanc Stewart (1855-1919), The Baptism, 1892, oil on canvas, 201.3 x 297.5 cm. Los Angeles County Museum of Art
autumn dark academia
finally time for your favorite knitted sweaters and turtlenecks
carving your favorite quotes and book characters into pumpkins
going on evening walks, listening to classical music while looking at all the beautiful trees
finding coffee shops and getting your favorite seasonal beverages
going to a second-hand bookstore, finding a new cafe and reading your new books right away
sitting under a tree as you read and study, occasionally pulling leaves out of your hair
snuggling up in a cozy armchair, tossing a blanket over your lap, and reading to the light of a pumpkin scented candle
decorating your room and bookshelf with skulls and other assortments
putting your headphones in to listen to podcasts as you rake leaves
staying up all night reading by a window, looking outside occasionally at the streetlamps, wondering if the ghost of oscar wilde is out there somewhere
ink smears on your fingers as you annotate poetry, looking out the window at the colors
opening a window to let the cool autumn air in as you study, a leaf blowing through and landing on your desk
just remembered i wasnt on tumblr when i made this for a powerpoint party
dark academia / green academia interior design that i want my apartment to look like
Revisiting Theogony
“What cannot be said will be wept.“
― Sappho
this entire blog is simply just a compilation of my soul yearning
I love that word. Forever. I love that forever doesn't exist, but we have a word for it anyway, and use it all the time. It's beautiful and doomed.
-Viv Albertine
“A winter sky, a soft warmish December sky whose tender ash grey makes of the rose with its rotting shades a transparent flower of amber.”
— Jean Lorrain, from Selected Poems; “Dropping Petals,” written c. 1889
subtitles from Science Gossip, 1900
— Anaïs Nin, from Henry and June
"When you stare into the abyss the abyss stares back at you."
-Friedrich Nietzsche
“When you come back, you will not be you. And I may not be I.”
— E.M. Forster // The Other Boat (via qvotable)