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It was a marvelous night, the sort of night one only experiences when one is young. The sky was so bright, and there were so many stars that, gazing upward, one couldn’t help wondering how so many whimsical, wicked people could live under such a sky.
Fyodor Dostoyevsky, White Nights (via paleviolet)(via framboisiers)
Publicado em Outubro 11, 2012 via Larmoyante with 1 323 notas
Fonte: larmoyante
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Relax. Everything will resolve itself in time. This is the way of the world. This is the way of Zen. Walk through life without stress or strain, and everything will return to its place.
Daniel Levin (via natural-magics)(via natural-magics)
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Hansel and Gretel
Illustrations by Kay Nielson
The maiden said.:Be still, dear little fawn, and I will never forsake you.” -
The Laughing Prince
Illustrations by Jay Van Everen
The mirror, the handkerchief, and the Embroidered Scarf -
Snow White and the seven dwarfs
Illustrations by Charles B. Falls
Mirror, Mirror in my hand
Who’s the fairest in the land? -
Mighty Mikko
Illustrations by Jan Van Everen
Llonn came floating up though the waves -
No tree, it is said, can grow to heaven unless its roots reach down to hell.
Publicado em Outubro 8, 2012 via rabbit howls with 3 416 notas
Fonte: rabbitinthemoon
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Always remember that the beauty of the stars that you see in the sky is nothing but a memory, but that the beauty of the darkness between them is timeless.
Publicado em Outubro 8, 2012 via Afgrundsvisioner with 179 notas
Fonte: nosoforos
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The blue poetry book (1912)
illustrations by Henry Justice Ford & Lancelot Speed
And the star of peace return(via mirroir)
Publicado em Outubro 8, 2012 via ∴ Ðrÿad ∴ with 295 notas
Fonte: venusmilk
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People understand me so poorly that they don’t even understand my complaint about them not understanding me.
Publicado em Outubro 7, 2012 via Larmoyante with 1 819 notas
Fonte: larmoyante
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East O’ The Sun and West O’ The Moon
Illustrations by Edna Cooke
Away went the ship as swiftly as a bird through the air. -
The Princess and the Goblin
Illustrations by Unknown Artist
But when she came to the foot of the old staircase, there was the moon shining down from some window high up, and making the worm-eaten oak look very strange and delicate and lovely. -
At the Back of the North Wind
Illustrations by Frank C. Pape
And Diamond parted her hair with his hands, crept between, and feeling about soon the woven nest. It was just like a pocket, or like the shawl in which gipsy women carry theur children.
2012/01/06
“and all i loved, i loved alone”
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