"Forget, in the mist of idle misery,
Life’s purposes,—the palate of my mind
Losing its gust, and my ambition blind!"
— John Keats (via andwhisper)
Life’s purposes,—the palate of my mind
Losing its gust, and my ambition blind!"
Words that have gone into obscurity
Allemande: courtly baroque dance in which the arms are interlaced
Logophile: a lover of words
Delenda: things to be deleted or distroyed
Orphrey: Gold or other rich embroidery
Phrontistery: a thinking-place; a place of study
Celeste: sky blue
Aureate: the fanciful and flowery language of poets
Rosarium: a rose garden; or someone who grows roses
Eudaemonia: true happiness
Eremite: a hermit; one who lives in solitude
Eidolon: a phantom, or spectre; a shadow of mere existence
"Do you hate people?
I don’t hate them…I just feel better when they’re not around."
— Charles Bukowski (via woifi)I don’t hate them…I just feel better when they’re not around."
(via lunaphilia)
