Dark, beautiful, eclectic, irreverent, occasionally silly...
Here, you can expect to see art, books, quotes, old things, illustrations, vampires (but never any that sparkle), cemeteries, castles, cathedrals, miscellaneous silliness, science nerdiness, vintage ephemera, memento mori, and other oddities. I will also most-assuredly reblog anything posted having to do with Prague.
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the arts are not a way of making a living. they are a very human way of making life more bearable. practicing an art, no matter how well or badly, is a way to make your soul grow, for heaven’s sake. sing in the shower. dance to the radio. tell stories. write a poem to a friend, even a lousy poem. do it as well as you possibly can. you will get an enormous reward. you will have created something.kurt vonnegut, a man without a country, 2005 (via onlyondemairt)
(via teachingliteracy)only on de mairt
I love this movie. “Mother Night” breaks my heart every time.
Many people need desperately to receive this message: ‘I feel and think much as you do, care about many of the things you care about, although most people do not care about them. You are not alone.Kurt Vonnegut, Timequake (via letspretendthatthisisfiction) SHSL Eye Loss
Hello, babies. Welcome to Earth. It’s hot in the summer and cold in the winter. It’s round and wet and crowded. At the outside, babies, you’ve got about a hundred years here. There’s only one rule I know of, babies.
God damn it, you’ve got to be kind.
from God Bless You, Mr. RosewaterThis is Boston, Not LI
(via atlanticoctopodes)atlantic octopodes