La vie en rose

“I’m afraid we’ll always be
a book with the end pages ripped out.”

—   Madisen Kuhn, Does Time Truly Heal All Wounds? (via hellanne)

“April is the cruelest month, breeding
lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
memory and desire, stirring
dull roots with spring rain.”

—   T.S. Eliot, The Waste Land (via hellanne)

“I swear to you there are divine things more beautiful than words can tell.”

—   Walt Whitman (via wryer)

(Source: inmemoriaeexamoris, via wryer)

“P.S. I love you”

wryer:

 

Eni Turkeshi | Website - Possible universes

“Crying does not indicate that you are weak. Since birth, it has always been a sign that you are alive.”

—   Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre (via wryer)

(Source: larmoyante, via wryer)

hellanne:

by Maud Chalard

“From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity.”

—   Edvard Munch (via wryer)

(Source: madalinediane, via wryer)