one always reveres what one’s bound to destroy.
Rapture Rapes the Muses- Of Montreal
Quote from “A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man” by James Joyce on one of the walls of the Dun Laoghaire Baths.
(Source: tellthecattochill, via hold-steady)
It is by riding a bicycle that you learn the contours of a country best, since you have to sweat up the hills and coast down them. Thus you remember them as they actually are, while in a motor car only a high hill impresses you, and you have no such accurate remembrance of country you have driven through as you gain by riding a bicycle. - Ernest Hemingway
“The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock”, T.S. Eliot
(Source: meiringens, via holdenandcaulfield)
oh.
In the event of making myself some porridge, I have managed to forget everything I revised about Fascist Italy this morning. Albeit, this is not much, I have a sneaking suspicion it would have come in handy for tomorrow’s exam.
Thus I decided to drink loose tea from a china cup and hope my memory can relay more about Mussolini other than ‘he was a very bad man.’
Ben Howard, Video Games cover.
think i am in love with his voice, if that’s possible.
