In fields of sunken ships...
Things of my life, the good- and everything else.
Robyn. 21. FL. Living on the edge of destruction and paradise- It's a fine line. I'm trickster's choice. Love food, poi, and my gypsy family.
The majority of these pictures are reblogs. If there is credit missing let me know and I'll try and fix it.
Pluto e Proserpina (Pluto and Persephone)
By far, my favorite piece of almost all Italian art by my favorite Italian artist, Bernini. And to think, this was done with marble, 400 years ago, by a man of only 23 years.
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I’m in love with you, and I’m not in the business of denying myself the simple pleasure of saying true things. I’m in love with you, and I know that love is just a shout into the void, and that oblivion is inevitable, and that we’re all doomed and that there will come a day when all our labor has been returned to dust, and I know the sun will swallow the only earth we’ll ever have, and I am in love with you.
John Green, The Fault in Our Stars (via obdormio)
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Those who find ugly meanings in beautiful things are corrupt without being charming. This is a fault. Those who find beautiful meanings in beautiful things are the cultivated. For these there is hope. They are the elect to whom beautiful things mean only Beauty. There is no such thing as a moral or an immoral book. Books are well written, or badly written. That is all.
Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray (via noctvrne)
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