one of the fragile creatures |
"I am by profession an artist's model," Eleanor said quickly, to
silence her own thoughts. "I live a mad, abandoned life, draped in a
shawl and going from garret to garret.""Are you heartless and
w...
Posted by on Thu, 30 Jul 2009 18:29:00 GMT |
Inside the castle of a fair and unknown land |
Jewels that queens might have wornRobes of moonlight and fireCouches of roses and goldLong flights of shallow marble stepswith great, white urnsand with slender, mist-clad maidens going up and down th...
Posted by on Mon, 08 Jun 2009 18:44:00 GMT |
Ophélie |
Sur l'onde calme et noire où dorment les étoiles
La blanche Ophélia flotte comme un grand lys,
Flotte très lentement, couchée en ses longs voiles...
- On entend dans les bois lointains des hallalis...
Posted by on Mon, 25 May 2009 19:58:00 GMT |
bad dreams in the night |
This is nothing,' cried she: 'I was only going to say that heaven did not seem to be my home; and I broke my heart with weeping to come back to earth; and the angels were so angry that t...
Posted by on Fri, 06 Feb 2009 12:13:00 GMT |
oscar wilde said |
"disobedience, in the eyes of anyone who has read history, is man's original virtue. it is through disobedience that progress had been made, through disobedience and through rebellion."here is a list ...
Posted by on Thu, 09 Oct 2008 16:08:00 GMT |
wendy and peter |
Wendy, of course, had stood by taking no part in the fight, though watching Peter with glistening eyes;He had one of his dreams that night, and cried in his sleep for a long time, and Wendy held him t...
Posted by on Thu, 28 Aug 2008 00:55:00 GMT |
why me why you why here why now |
w h a t i s t h i s f e e l i n g c a l l e d l o v e
Posted by on Tue, 05 Aug 2008 19:04:00 GMT |
