A song of love, too sweet for earthly lyres, While, like held breath, the stars...– Keats, Lamia (via wearebasiclight)
I’m sick of not having the courage to be an absolute nobody.– J.D. Salinger (via comelylittletree)
O Goddess! hear these tuneless numbers, wrung By sweet enforcement and...– Keats, ”Ode to Psyche” (via wearebasiclight)
lackyblue: Ruby by Kaiser Chiefs
St. Serapion, I wrap myself in the robes of your whiteness which is like...– Frank O’Hara, Meditations in an Emergency
When I heard the learn’d astronomer; When the proofs, the figures, were...– Walt Whitman, When I Heard the Learn’d Astronomer
But let me laugh awhile, I’ve mickle time to grieve.– Keats, The Eve of St. Agnes (via wearebasiclight)
It is easy to be beautiful; it is difficult to appear so. I admire you,...– Frank O’Hara, Meditations in an Emergency
This is just to say
That I love Vinny! And that he’s already an amazing composer and teacher and he’s not even in college yet! And that one day he’s going to be so famous that everyone will throw roses at him, and probably other kinds of flowers as well.
The sea is nothing but a library of all the tears in history.– Lemony Snicket, The End.