“There are certain half-dreaming moods of mind in which we naturally steal away from noise and glare, and seek some quiet haunt where we may indulge our reveries and build our air castles undisturbed.”
—Washington Irving, from The Legend of Sleepy Hollow and Other Stories (Penguin Classics, 1999)
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Cities In The Rain by Christophe Jacrot
(via out-nerd-myself)
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Sunday boy du jour : Alexander
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(Source: fuckyeahleebofreeman, via youareanobject)
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(Source: spoonful-of-crazy, via rahja)
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Sidney Mello | by Thiago Santos
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Why, when this short span of being could be spent
like the laurel, a little darker than all
the other green, the edge of each leaf fluted
with small waves (like the wind’s smiles)—why,
then, do we have to be human and, avoiding fate,
long for fate?—Rainer Maria Rilke, opening strophe to “The Ninth Elegy,” from Duino Elegies and the Sonnets of Orpheus, translated from the German by A. Poulin, Jr., (Houghton Mifflin, 1977)
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(Source: balloonies)
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(Source: yourchuckgirl, via hovikstad)
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untitled by Rosario Oddo on Flickr.
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