luxus.

Hermitage State Museum by Leon Yaakov

Cersei had been a year old when her grandfather died. The first thing her father had done on his ascension was to expel his own father’s grasping, lowborn mistress from Casterly Rock. The silks and velvets Lord Tytos had lavished on her and the jewelry she had taken for herself had been stripped from her, and she had been sent forth naked to walk through the streets of Lannisport, so the west could see her for what she was. Though she had been too young to witness the spectacle herself, Cersei had heard the stories growing up from the mouths of washerwomen and guardsmen who had been there. They spoke of how the woman had wept and begged, of the desperate way she clung to her garments when she was commanded to disrobe, of her futile efforts to cover her breasts and her sex with her hands as she hobbled barefoot and naked through the streets to exile. “Vain and proud she was, before,” she remembered one guard saying, “so haughty you’d think she’d forgot she come from dirt. Once we got her clothes off her, though, she was just another whore.” If Ser Kevan and the High Sparrow thought that it would be the same with her, they were very much mistaken.

The Introvert - A Myers Briggs Information Graphic

All of us are either butchers or meat.

stay out  of   m  y   t  e  r  r  i  t  o  r  y .

I think if your clients want to sit on my shoulders and call themselves tall, they have the right to give it a try - but there’s no requirement that I enjoy sitting here listening to people lie. You have part of my attention - you have the minimum amount. The rest of my attention is back at the offices of Facebook, where my colleagues and I are doing things that no one in this room, including and especially your clients, are intellectually or creatively capable of doing. Did I adequately answer your condescending question?

I think, you know, as an actor we get these terribly sort of pretentious ideas in our heads. we try to take everything very seriously at first, you know, until we lighten up, we get onboard, and have a laugh.

Berthe Morisot, Snowy Landscape, 1880, watercolor

One goes on with the blithe belief that who you really are is transparent to everybody. Then you realise, with some horror, that in fact it’s not. So all you can do is keep muddying the waters a bit. - Rosamund Pike

Cersei Lannister in Game of Thrones Season 5 [x]

Queen you shall be until there comes another, younger and more beautiful, to cast you down and take all that you hold dear.