The northern girl had a wild beauty, as he recalled, though however bright a torch might burn it could never match the rising sun.

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"You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I’ll rise."
— Maya Angelou (via observando)

Emilia Clarke for Marie Claire (May 2014)

"And at the end of the day, your feet should be dirty, your hair messy and your eyes sparkling."
— Shanti (via rowanimogen)
"I am a creature of grief and dust and bitter longings. There is an empty place within me where my heart was once."
— George R.R. Martin (via seabois)

”Do I have an intimidating face? Not many men come up to me and give me one-liners.” — Natalie Dormer for GQ Magazine (x)

"You have to keep choosing recovery, over and over and over again. You have to make that choice 5-6 times each day. You have to make that choice even when you really don’t want to. It’s not a single choice, and it’s not easy."
— 'What It Means To Choose Recovery' (via disgustinghuman)
Track Title: Youth

Artist: Daughter

Album: If You Leave