People speak sometimes about the “bestial” cruelty of man, but that is terribly unjust and offensive to beasts, no animal could ever be so cruel as a man, so artfully, so artistically cruel.

Fyodor Dostoyevsky (via ancient-serpent)

Whoever loves, come near. I want to break Venus’s ribs and cripple the goddess’s hips with clubs. If she can break my heart so tender, why can’t I break her head and end her?

Actual graffiti left by a Roman citizen in Pompeii (via mindcontroltactics)

I will wade out
till my thighs are steeped in burning flowers
I will take the sun in my mouth
and leap into the ripe air
Alive
with closed eyes

e.e. cummings  (via roundworms)

Everybody should do in their lifetime,
Sometime the things-
One, is to consider death.
To observe skulls and skeletons
And to wonder what it would be like to go to sleep, and to never wake up, ever.
That is the most- is a very gloomy thing for contemplation.
But it’s like manure,
Just as manure fertilizes the plants and so on.
So the contemplation of death, and the acceptance of death
Is very highly generative of creative life.
You get wonderful things out of that