How Much More Drama Can One Body Take? I Wake Up In The Morning And Relinquish My Dreams. I Go To Bed

knuckle tats say FOUC AULT

of loveliness in the snow and faithlessness in the flood;

- Virginia Woolf, Orlando

I look at you as if I were looking for the first time.

Adriana Szymańska, Ode to a Man tr. Regina Grol

Detail - Angels “Ghent Altarpiece” finished 1432, Jan van Eyck.

It is all an illusion (which is nothing against it, for illusions are the most valuable and nessecary of all things, and she who can create one is among the world’s greatest benefactors),

- Virginia Woolf, Orlando

Anne Boleyn’s Tiny Golden Psalm Book - she’s said to have handed it to one of her Maid’s of Honour moments before she was executed in 1536. 

The pictures show a miniature of Henry Vlll on the left, with gothic cursive script on the facing page, and the gold tracery covers.

the equable but confused light of a summer’s morning in which everything is seen but nothing is seen distinctly

- Virginia Woolf, Orlando

they had guessed, as always happens between lovers, everything of any importance about each other in two seconds at the utmost.

- Virginia Woolf, Orlando

I believe in ending sentences with a preposition in order to give the ideas a way out.

- Heather Christle, The Crying Book

I take the soil in

my clean fingers and to say

I weep is untrue, weep is too

musical a word. I heave

into the soil. You cannot die.

I just came to this life

again, alive in my silent way.

- Ada Limón, Invasive