“Branwell—Emily—Anne are gone like dreams—gone as Maria and Elizabeth went twenty years ago. One by one I have watched them fall asleep on my arm—and closed their glazed eyes—I have seen them buried one by one—and—thus far—God has upheld me.”
—Charlotte Brontë lost her last sibling at the age of thirty-three in 1849
Dara Scully’s Little Dreamers photography series – a modern, dream-like interpretation of Where The Wild Things Are.
Image Via: Dara Scully
(Source: anthropologie)
“Literature is strewn with the wreckage of those who have minded beyond reason the opinion of others.”
—Virginia Woolf
(Source: vintageanchorbooks)
Spotted @HarneyTea — they must read Matchbook ;) (Taken with instagram)
