Hang Wire

Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art—
Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night
And watching, with eternal lids apart,
Like nature’s patient, sleepless Eremite,
The moving waters at their priestlike task
Of pure ablution round earth’s human shores,
Or gazing on the new soft-fallen mask
Of snow upon the mountains and the moors—
No—yet still stedfast, still unchangeable,
Pillow’d upon my fair love’s ripening breast,
To feel for ever its soft fall and swell,
Awake for ever in a sweet unrest,
Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath,
And so live ever—or else swoon to death.
John Keats

apophatic:

guceubcuesu:

best campaign slogan ever

what’s sad is this would be an effective slogan these days.

apophatic:

guceubcuesu:

best campaign slogan ever

what’s sad is this would be an effective slogan these days.

I am afraid of getting older … I am afraid of getting married. Spare me from cooking three meals a day—spare me from the relentless cage of routine and rote. I want to be free…. I want, I want to think, to be omniscient…. I think I would like to call myself ‘The girl who wanted to be God.’

—Sylvia Plath, written in 1949 at age 17 (via aurelle)

(Source: learningfromthehands, via deadfromdaisies)