M: This week, I discovered a terrible Earth disease called ‘loneliness’.
O: Do many people on Earth suffer from this illness?
M: Oh yes, sir. And how they suffer.
Twelfth Doctor + Manifesto
"I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night”
We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for. To quote from Whitman, “O me! O life!… of the questions of these recurring; of the endless trains of the faithless… of cities filled with the foolish; what good amid these, O me, O life?” Answer. That you are here - that life exists, and identity; that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. That the powerful play *goes on* and you may contribute a verse. What will your verse be?
Rest in peace.
(via underwaterwanderlust)The splendid court dresses of two eldest daughters of the last Tsar, Grand Duchesses Olga and Tatiana of Russia, in 1913"I don’t know why people teach kids about ‘pimples’ and ‘hormones’ and ‘armpit hair’, and refrain from telling them that if they don’t achieve their billion-dollar dreams at the age of twenty-one, there will still be much more to life. And that when you fail at your first job, it isn’t going to be the end of the world. And eventually you will realize that each person’s world is different and your only job is to figure out what your best world can be."
Hannah Hart, My Drunk Kitchen
the realest life advice you will ever get
Rutherford B. Hayes, 19th U.S. President
Damnnnnn, Rutherford…how YOU doin’?
We ride at sun(s)set!
Midtown intersection, NYC.
Watching the pace and flow of New York City from above is amazing. The constant stream of yellow taxis lining the avenues, the waves of pedestrians hurriedly crossing with the change of traffic signals, little figures disappearing into and emerging from the subway stations, the chorus of honking horns and sirens. It’s all so rhythmic and strangely soothing to watch.