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.
itslatingirl:

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

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

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)
priveting:

Gingerbread Granola by blushinmuffin on Flickr.
midnight-charm:

Léa Seydoux by Peter Lindbergh for Interview September 2014
delta-breezes:

Fading summer nights by thedenizenco on Flickr.