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CIRCE | Κίρκηs ≡ goddess, sorceress, enchantress.

when I was born, the word for what I was did not exist yet.

“I’m in pain because the day is ending and somehow I am never healing.”

— Anne Sexton, from A Self-Portrait In Letters (via ellacalm)

The more the spring progressed, the weaker she became, and soon she left her bed no more; but now she was not afraid of death, she longed for it.

Jens Peter Jacobsen, from 'Niels Lyhne', tr. Tiina Nunnally

palettes i want to live | requested by anonymous, soft pale pink

la vie en rose

[...] sad as the beginning of springtimes.

Rainer Maria Rilke, from ‘Letters to a Young Poet’, tr. M. D. Herter Norton

Treasure Planet (2002) dir. John Musker & Ron Clements

Look at you! Glowing like a solar fire. You’re something special, Jim. You’re gonna rattle the stars, you are!