February 2012
Child Of The Pure Unclouded Brow
Child of the pure unclouded brow And dreaming eyes of wonder! Though time be fleet, and I and thou Are half a life asunder, Thy loving smile will surely hail The love-gift of a fairy-tale. I have not seen thy sunny face, Nor heard thy silver laughter; No thought of me shall find a place In thy young life’s hereafter - Enough that now thou wilt not fail To listen to my fairy-tale. A tale...
“I am terrified by this dark thing. That sleeps in me; All day I feel its soft,...”
– Sylvia Plath (via misswallflower)
“The problem with the world is that the intelligent people are full of doubts,...”
– Charles Bukowski (via fraika)
“It is such a secret place, the land of tears.”
– Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince (via never-come-back)
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