I'll gently rise and softly call. Good night and joy be with you all.
I am really very, very tired of everything - more than tired.
written by Friedrich Nietzsche, Selected Letters

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Vain man, said she, that doest in vain assay
A mortal thing so to immortalize,
For I myself shall like to this decay,
And eek my name be wiped out likewise.
written by Edmund Spenser, Sonnet 75


reblog if you dont exist

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Jeffrey Eugenides, The Virgin Suicides
Submitted by priitiikaa.

Caravaggio, The Rest on the Flight into Egypt (detail), c. 1596-97

Hermitage Museum
Amore e Psiche by RosLol on Flickr.