‘I Think I’ll Be An Old Maid Until I Die. I’ll Probably Sit Around With Cats For The Rest Of My

Tired of people talking about sex like Whatevvverrr get your head shrunken and attach it to a keychain

Percy Shelley memorial at Oxford to depict his body washed up on the shore after drowning. Percy attended Oxford for a short time and was later expelled for writing The Necessity of Atheism. 

Des Moines Tribune, Iowa, December 20, 1928

u heard him ladies

“Does anything in nature despair except man? An animal with a foot caught in a trap does not seem to despair. It is too busy trying to survive. It is all closed in, to a kind of still, intense waiting. Is this a key? Keep busy with survival. Imitate the trees. Learn to lose in order to recover, and remember that nothing stays the same for long, not even pain, psychic pain. Sit it out. Let it all pass. Let it go.”

— May Sarton. “Journal of a Solitude: The Journals of Mary Sarton”. 

Marpessa Hennink for Valentino RTW SS 1989

Young gods / Dionysus, Hermes, Eros, Apollo

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I want to be famous, doing what? Everything! I will never be a poet, or a philosopher, or a scholar. I can only be a singer or painter. I want to be in vogue; that is the principal thing. Don’t shrug your shoulders, strict people, don’t criticize me with an affected indifference. You are just the same at the bottom. You are careful not to let it show. But that doesn’t keep you from finding, deep in yourselves, that I tell the truth. Vanity! Vanity! Vanity! The beginning and the end of everything, and the sole and eternal cause of everything. Whatever is not produced by vanity is born from our passions. Passions and vanity are the only masters of the world.

Marie Bashkirtseff, 5th April 1876 (via early20thcenturynerd)