"She tastes like nectar and salt. Nectar and salt and apples. Pollen and stars and hinges. She tastes like fairy tales. Swan maiden at midnight. Cream on the tip of a fox’s tongue. She tastes like hope."

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"Autumn seemed to arrive suddenly that year. The morning of the first September was crisp and golden as an apple."

- J.K. Rowlings, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows (via lajoiedespetiteschoses)

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i ’ l l   b e   r i g h t   h e r e

absence, hear thou my protestation
Against thy strength, Distance and length
Do what thou canst for alteration
For hearts of truest mettle
Absence doth join and Time doth settle.

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30/09/2014Photo and text by me.

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Valente Celle Tomb, 1893, The Staglieno Cemetery, Genoa - Italy

Sculptor: Giulio Monteverde (Bistagno, Alessandria, 1837 - Roma 1917)

The funeral monument called “Eternal Drama” represents a real Dans macabre, the futile attempt of life to escape the inevitable embrace of death. The sculptor Giulio Monteverde underlines, in this sculpture, the contrast between the sensuality of the beautiful young woman who personifies Life (caught in the moment in which , wearied by the vain struggle, she is about to surrender herself to the terrible spectre who has chosen her as his prey) and the rigid impassiveness of Death which seizes her.


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