Dawn of Conscience
Is it that they are born again
And we grow old? No, they die too.
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Better alone than badly accompanied.
— Candace Bushnell (via luxlights)
incenses:

me in the future oops
bienenkiste:

Ph. Lorenzo Dalbosco

Androgyny, to perfection 
Nabokov’s Lolita is one of the most wonderfully written books. Obviously, it’s a scandalous viewpoint on love, and I don’t know how to say this without it coming out wrong, but I always saw the main character as a romantic. Maybe that’s because I have a very perverse side that I’m comfortable with. Maybe that’s why I’m sometimes misconstrued. I was 16 when I first read it, and I liked it instantly, as much for the story as for the way it was written—the way he describes the dust in the rays of sunlight in a room, the way he could paint a picture with his words.
— Lana Del Rey (via cognacxlilac)

Some people are born into light, and some into darkness. When light meets darkness, what happens? Does the light dim, or shine brighter? Maybe, a bright spark, a blinding explosion, as the light gets sucked into the darkness, never to shine again?

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englishsnow:

{ The Sonata 1889 - Irving Ramsay Wiles }

thepianoblog:

achingto—pupate:

Johann Sebastian Bach- Well Tempered Clavier Book 2-  Prelude and Fugue No. 16 in G Minor (Angela Hewitt) BWV 885

Fugue at 4:29

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