song and sugar and fire

thominoz:

Know that since mid-September, when you still regarded me as a tiresome little knocker on your door, I held you as Keats + Christ + Elijah + my Colonel + my father-confessor + Amenophis IV in profile.

What’s that mathematically?

In effect it is this: that I love you, dispassionately, so much, so very much, dear Fellow, that the blasting little smile you wear on reading this can’t hurt me in the least.

If you consider what the above Names have severally done for me, you will know what you are doing. And you have fixed my Life – however short.

Excerpt of a letter from Wilfred Owen to Siegfried Sassoon

(via nextian)

bronapartiste:

“I’m fond of the good life, but I don’t live it often. I’m mostly a family man, but I enjoy smoking, eating good food, drinking and playing poker.”

ehlp mads mikkelsen with a big gun

(Source: vaeltaa, via theteratophile)

ladytyrell:

Hannibal Medieval AU

(via fireofspring)

I am not art. I am not here to enlighten you. I was not born to save you - I was born for myself, and it’s myself that I will save.

I really wanted to do a set for the lovely ladies of Hannibal - and to illustrate the disillusionment of female characters as art pieces used only for the development of the male characters.

(Source: travellersfarfromhome, via fireofspring)

Manhunter (1986)

(Source: taxiarchos, via liminal-zone)