“Month by month things are losing their hardness; even my body now lets the light through; my spine is soft like wax near the flame of a candle. I dream; I dream.”— Virginia Woolf, The Waves
Giuseppe Bernardino Bison (1762 - 1844)
“A vestal virgin reclining near a holy fire in a tomb”
thelittlefreakazoidthatcould :
Blue Velvet (1986) // dir. David Lynch
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