Anne Sexton, From The Complete Poems Of Anne Sexton; “Iron Hans,” Wr. C. 1963

that's right ;;

I want to tell you that it’s okay to not understand feelings. You will eventually. Even if it’s not soon, you don’t need to feel bad about yourself - never feel bad for not understanding. You’re not a robot. You’re you, and that will always be enough. Please understand that that will always be enough. Please.

John Keats, from “Ode to a Nightingale” (1819)

“This August day, reader, is a rose window glowing with heat. I make you a gift of it, it is yours. One o'clock. I am going back to the village for lunch. Strong with the silence of the pines and the chestnut trees. I walk without flinching through the burning cathedral of the summer.”

— Violette LeDuc, La Bâtarde (via nemophilies)

Haven’t drawn flowers in awhile so here is this explosion

floral illustrations of the seasons, margaret lace roscoe, 1829, “spring”

source: archive.org 

“She is still on her balcony green flesh, her hair green, dreaming in the bitter sea.”

— Federico Garcia Lorca (via dulcedenaranjas)

Winona Ryder and Sadie Frost as Mina Murray and Lucy Westenra 

Bram Stoker’s Dracula (1992) dir Francis Ford Coppola