“The same flower that smiles today, tomorrow will be dying.”
Imaginary View of the Grande Galerie in the Louvre by Hubert Robert.
Time will tell, I suppose, or at least, these pages will.
23.01.20 Venezia
Allen Ginsberg: Some things, once you've loved them, become yours forever. And if you try to let them go, they only circle back and return to you. They become part of who you are...
Lucien Carr: ...or they destroy you.
medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits, and necessary to sustain life.
but poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for.
-John Keating; Dead Poets Society
I will tell it to you one day and you'll see everything make sense. And please embrace me and whisper sweet things to me.
st stephen’s cathedral in vienna
personal moodboard for @partialto
“In your eyes you dearly hold all of night’s allure / Oh you, Joy at the end of my solitude! / Your kisses as sweet as the sweetest fruits / And your voice lulling me like a dreamy prelude / Softly sung by the sea for night’s beauty in bloom.” — Renée Vivien
the gallery of great battles; versailles, paris
Dead Poets Society (1989) dir. Peter Weir