I can't trust anyone or anything these days, but I know what you want and why // I post that which I find spectacular.
Venture here for my folky music blog: http://to-the-raging-sea.tumblr.com/

Between the Waves (detail), Ivan Konstantinovich Aivazovsky.

It is never too late to be what you might have been.
by George Eliot (via bookmania)

Robert Capa at work, Normandy, August, 1944
John G. Morris

black clothes
At the heart of all great art is an essential melancholy.
by Federico GarcĂ­a Lorca (via wordsnquotes)
How much of my brain is wilfully my own? How much is not a rubber stamp of what I have read and heard and lived? Sure, I make a sort of synthesis of what I come across, but is that all that differentiates me from another person?
by Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath (via seabois)

Gingerbread Granola by blushinmuffin on Flickr.

Léa Seydoux by Peter Lindbergh for Interview September 2014

Fading summer nights by thedenizenco on Flickr.