and though in all lands, love is now mingled with grief, it still grows, perhaps, the greater.
"Laurana, my beloved wife…this parting will be our last. The world can never separate us again. I will wait for you, Laurana, in that realm where time itself dies. And one evening, in that realm of eternal spring, I will look down the path and see you walking toward me. I can see you so clearly, my beloved. The last rays of the setting sun shining upon your golden hair, your eyes bright with the love that fills my own heart. You will come to me. I will fold you in my arms. We will close our eyes and begin to dream our eternal dream."
With
♥ on Febbraio 21, 2013
| 4 note
there were once brothers and sisters
growing up together, loving each other
but they left us with only ghosts and memories>
memorable lines: Jace & Will Herondale (The Mortal Instruments/The Infernal Devices)
With
♥ on Gennaio 5, 2013
| 6 note
They will garb your brother Robb in silks, satins, and velvets of a hundred different colors, while you live and die in black ringmail. He will wed some beautiful princess and father sons on her. You’ll have no wife, nor will you ever hold a child of your own blood in your arms. Robb will rule, you will serve. Men will call you a crow. Him they’ll call Your Grace. Singers will praise every little thing he does, while your greatest deeds all go unsung.
"There is nothing in the world so irresistibly contagious as laughter and good humor."
"O frati”, dissi, “che per cento milia
perigli siete giunti a l’occidente,
a questa tanto piccola vigilia
d’i nostri sensi ch’è del rimanente
non vogliate negar l’esperienza,
di retro al sol, del mondo sanza gente.
Considerate la vostra semenza:
fatti non foste per viver come bruti,
ma per seguir virtute e canoscenza”."
| — | Divina Commedia, Inferno, Canto XXVI, Ulisse - Dante Alighieri (via
girlnamedsandoz)
With
♥ on Dicembre 17, 2012
| 1 nota
The Oath of Feanor by =Gold-Seven
Then Fëanor swore a terrible oath. His seven sons leapt straightway to his side and took the selfsame vow together, and red as blood shone their drawn swords in the glare of the torches. They swore an oath which none shall break, and none should take, by the name even of Ilúvatar, calling the Everlasting Dark upon them if they kept it not; and Manwë they named in witness, and Varda, and the hallowed mountain of Taniquetil, vowing to pursue with vengeance and hatred to the ends of the World Vala, Demon, Elf or Man as yet unborn, or any creature, great or small, good or evil, that time should bring forth unto the end of days, whoso should hold or take or keep a Silmaril from their possession. Thus spoke Maedhros and Maglor and Celegorm, Curufin and Caranthir, Amrod and Amras, princes of the Noldor; and many quailed to hear the dread words. For so sworn, good or evil, an oath may not be broken, and it shall pursue oathkeeper and oathbreaker to the world’s end.
J. R. R. Tolkien, The Silmarillion, Ch. 9: Of the Flight of the Noldor
With
♥ on Dicembre 16, 2012
| 6 note
"Amor, ch’al cor gentil ratto s’apprende,
prese costui de la bella persona
che mi fu tolta; e ‘l modo ancor m’offende.
Amor, ch’a nullo amato amar perdona,
mi prese del costui piacer sì forte,
che, come vedi, ancor non m’abbandona.
Amor condusse noi ad una morte.
Caina attende chi a vita ci spense.
"
— | Dante Alighieri, Inferno V, 100-108
With
♥ on Dicembre 12, 2012
| 6 note
"How do you pick up the threads of an old life? How do you go on, when in your heart you begin to understand… there is no going back? There are some things that time cannot mend. Some hurts that go too deep, that have taken hold."
With
♥ on Ottobre 29, 2012
| 10 note
hiddlesnows:
Favorite ASOIAF Characters (in no particular order) | Jon Snow
Tyrion Lannister had claimed that most men would rather deny a hard truth than face it, but Jon was done with denials. He was who he was; Jon Snow, bastard and oathbreaker, motherless, friendless, and damned. For the rest of his life — however long that may be — he would be condemned to be an outsider, the silent man standing in the shadows who dares not speak his true name.
“Lyanna might have carried a sword, if my lord father had allowed it. You remind me of her sometimes. You even look like her.”
“Lyanna was beautiful,” Arya said, startled. Everybody said so. It was not a thing that was ever said of Arya.
“She was,” Eddard Stark agreed, “beautiful, and willful, and dead before her time.”
