All art is quite useless.
I am tired of pretences. I have had enough of crawling to conventions at which my heart revolts. I have no need of dowagers to smile at me or fools to bow to me. I do not want to ‘gain the whole world and lose my soul.’ - Alfred B. Douglas To clutch life's hair and thrust one naked phrase / like a lean knife through the ribs of time
mapsontheweb:

Old map of Svalbard, a Norwegian Island

mapsontheweb:

Old map of Svalbard, a Norwegian Island

10/20with 104 notes

Rosie Hardy

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10/20with 5,027 notes


Emile Claus (Belgian 1849–1924), Sunset over Waterloo Bridge, 1916.

Emile Claus (Belgian 1849–1924), Sunset over Waterloo Bridge, 1916.

10/19with 361 notes

Tallinn, 2011 (by Gedsman)


He also brought me pencils and paper, for which I had little use but which I suppose he would have been lost without, and a great many books, half of which were in languages I couldn’t read and the other half of which might as well have been. One night - head aching from Hegel - I asked him to bring me a magazine; he looked rather startled, and when he came back it was with a trade journal (Pharmacology Update) he had found in the lounge.
Donna Tartt, The Secret History 

writelaurengray:

Beautiful hardcovers

writelaurengray:

Beautiful hardcovers

10/19with 2,232 notes

ygritte challenge: favourite relationship → jon snow

"Might be after we could come back here, and live in that tower," she said. "Would you want that, Jon Snow? After?"


Everybody’s born with some different thing at the core of their existence. And that thing, whatever it is, becomes like a heat source that runs each person from the inside. I have one too, of course. Like everybody else. But sometimes it gets out of hand. It swells or shrinks inside me, and it shakes me up. What I’d really like to do is find a way to communicate that feeling to another person. But I can’t seem to do it. They just don’t get it. Of course, the problem could be that I’m not explaining it very well, but I think it’s because they’re not listening very well. They pretend to be listening, but they’re not, really. So I get worked up sometimes, and I do some crazy things.
Haruki Murakami The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle 
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allthingseurope:

Helsinki, Finland (by Sergei Sigov)

allthingseurope:

Helsinki, Finland (by Sergei Sigov)

10/18with 2,624 notes

nevver:

The best place to be is somewhere else, circa 1983

10/18with 6,644 notes

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