Anachronistic Fairytales
if two people love each other, there can be no happy end to it
Ernest Hemingway
“It was a breath of wind, that, twisting your great tresses,
Brought strange rumours of your dreaming mind;
It was your heart, listening to the song of Nature,
In the groans of the trees and the sighs of the nights.”
—
Arthur Rimbaud
- Ophelia (via
njetotsjka
)
(Source:
funeral-wreaths
, via
lacriniere
)
3 July 2012
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