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I want to do something absolutely different, or perhaps nothing at all: just stay where I am, in my home, and absorb each hour, each day, and be alone; and read and think; and walk about the garden in the night; and wait, wait… Rosamond Lehmann, Invitation to the Waltz
1910-again:

Antoine-Jean Gros, Sappho at Leucate 1801

1910-again:

Antoine-Jean Gros, Sappho at Leucate 1801

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And why do some show no mercy while others are painfully shy? — Andrew Bird, Imitosis
Hiremy-Hirschl, Die Seelen des Acheron, 1898

Hiremy-Hirschl, Die Seelen des Acheron, 1898

The Great Red Dragon and the Woman Clothed in Sun, William Blake

The Great Red Dragon and the Woman Clothed in Sun, William Blake

 ’Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?’

‘That depends a good deal on where you want to get to,’ said the Cat.

‘I don’t much care where—’ said Alice.

‘Then it doesn’t matter which way you go,’ said the Cat.

‘—so long as I get somewhere,’ Alice added as an explanation.

‘Oh, you’re sure to do that,’ said the Cat, ‘if you only walk long enough.’

ALICE’S ADVENTURES IN WONDERLAND. Lewis Carrol

babydoll-haze:

All the people think I’m a quiet girl when they rather not know that there is a war in my mind