"I think one is always in love with something or other; the error, and I confess it is not easy for spirits cased in flesh and blood to avoid it, consists in seeking in a mortal image the likeness of what is perhaps eternal."

Shelley (via fuckyeahshelley)

"How wonderful is death!
Death and his brother sleep"

Percy Bysshe Shelley

(Source: kohlem)

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