I suspect the truth is that we are waiting, all of us, against insurmountable odds, for something extraordinary to happen to us.
— Khaled Hosseini, And the Mountains Echoed (via hellanne)

(via constellations-revelations)

Tell me you love me
Come back and haunt me

She scares the hell out of me and calms my soul at the same time. Maybe that’s what love is—a total contradiction that somehow balances out.
— Tammara Webber, Where You Are (via natashakills)

(Source: quotethat, via cashmeregold)

I will not be your “sometimes”.
— Six Word Story #2 (via artieshaw)

(Source: whispersofstardust, via cashmeregold)


The title of the work is identical to a series of photographs by Huseyin shot in Odessa, showing curtains blowing in the wind. These images inspired an installation of hardened lace curtains, frozen in time and space. The work refers to the gesture of opening the windows to set free the soul of the deceased, as well as the idea of a spirit present in a room, mysteriously lifting the curtains to reveal its presence.
Gabriel Lester,Melancholia in Arcadia (2011)
All rights are reserved. Photography by Peter Cox. Rabo Art Collection
Gonna hold ya, gonna kiss ya in my arms. Gonna take ya away from home.
— Angus and Julia Stone