violae de diana

I cannot stress how important it is to be a little bit mad. I don’t mean angry. I mean strange. Weird. Bizarre. I mean that creative, passionate, wild thing romantics call madness. That thing that stirs the poet’s soul, or gives inspiration to the musician. Madness is the fuel that drives the mind of the mathematician as they discover equations that govern the universe, or the philosophers as they question their own existence. Madness is what gives activists their strength. Madness is the oppressed demanding freedom in the face of their oppressors. Madness is doing what is right despite the darkness surrounding you. Madness is daring. Madness is love. Madness is human. I’m not saying you shouldn’t fear it. One should fear madness as one fears God. After all, it is holy.    

Big Sur, Jack Kerouac.

this felt like a really GOOD, really REAL trailer (like a really good one; one that doesn’t put the entire movie plot in it, and it makes you so excited to see the movie you’re counting the days until it is released in cinemas)

dark academia people flirting: you can borrow my tweed jacket if you want

i once handed a girl i liked the secret history and told her she could add to my annotations so if that really doesn’t sum us up, i don’t know what does