Robert Hass, “Interrupted Meditation”

Albert Camus

drearforts:

“Lord Seaworth is a man of humble birth, but he reminded me of my duty, when all i could think of was my rights. I had the cart before the horse, Davos said. I was trying to win the throne to save the kingdom, when I should have been trying to save the kingdom to win the throne.

GOT meme | seven quotes (4/7) | excerpt from asos

drearforts:

“Maester,” he said, shaking him gently by one shoulder. “Maester Aemon, wake up.”
Aemon’s blind white eyes came open. “Egg?” he said, as the rain streamed down his cheeks. “Egg, I dreamed that I was old.” 

GOT meme | seven quotes (1/7) | maester aemon and sam excerpt from affc

Meanwhile, Richard Siken

“I never fall.”

I used to think that I could never lose anyone if I photographed them enough. In fact, my pictures show me how much I’ve lost.
Nan Goldin.
Title: She Walks In Beauty by Lord Byron
Artist: Tom Hiddleston
Album: Tom Hiddleston Reads Poems
Plays: 53763

notaquaker:

Tom Hiddleston reads She Walks in Beauty by Lord Byron

She walks in beauty, like the night
   Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that’s best of dark and bright
   Meet in her aspect and her eyes;
Thus mellowed to that tender light
   Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
One shade the more, one ray the less,
   Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
   Or softly lightens o’er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express,
   How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.
And on that cheek, and o’er that brow,
   So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
   But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
   A heart whose love is innocent!

#who keeps giving this fucker poetry to read. decapitate them.

The death of a beautiful woman, is unquestionably the most poetical topic in the world.
Edgar Allan Poe.

“What am I in the eyes of most people — a nonentity, an eccentric, or an unpleasant person — somebody who has no position in society and will never have; in short, the lowest of the low. All right, then — even if that were absolutely true, then I should one day like to show by my work what such an eccentric, such a nobody, has in his heart. That is my ambition, based less on resentment than on love in spite of everything, based more on a feeling of serenity than on passion. Though I am often in the depths of misery, there is still calmness, pure harmony and music inside me. I see paintings or drawings in the poorest cottages, in the dirtiest corners. And my mind is driven towards these things with an irresistible momentum.”

- Vincent Van Gogh

I had such a dream last night. I was floating above the trees with my lips connected to those of a beautiful figure, for what seemed like an age. Flowery treetops sprung up beneath us and we rested on them with the lightness of a cloud.

John Keats