lostinliterature95
Books, wine and peace
29yo wanna-be scientist and writer from Portugal, trying to show the world the words I bleed in paper at the hour of the owl. If you give me a book, you have my smile. If you give me wine, you have my laughter. If you share both with me, you have my soul. Warning: some of my writing is NSFW. Proceed at your own will, but leave a review
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‘There is something at work in my soul, which I do not understand’
Mary Shelley, Frankenstein
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Oh to be a student in a haunted academy, your reading companions the ghosts of a glorious past
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"We are all born so beautiful. The greatest tragedy is being convinced we are not." - Rupi Kaur
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sorry i’ve been inactive for so long… you know how it is
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Sometimes, you read a book and it fills you with this weird evangelical zeal, and you become convinced that the shattered world will never be put back together unless and until all living humans read the book.
— John Green.
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"He in his madness prays for storms, and dreams that storms will bring him peace."
— Leo Tolstoy, The Death of Ivan Ilych
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Illumination of the Cross in St. Peter's on Good Friday, 1787 by Giovanni Battista Piranesi
WHEREVER ANGELS GO
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Jars, jars, jars, rusty tweezers.
The taste of formalin on a pretty face
Let them stay with me forever
♪ You and your beauty ♪
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Long ago
The yellow-hammer sang, high on the thorn.
He sang near a litter that the doe brought out to play,
He sang in the wind and the kittens played below.
Their time slipped by all under the elder bloom.
But the bird flew away and now my heart is dark
And time will never play in the fields again.
Watership down, Richard Adams
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Frantic in my fury I had no time for decisions; I only remembered that death in battle is glorious.
- Virgil, The Aeneid
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