vintagegal:

Illustration by Bill Randall, 1955


How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday’s
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with a passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

vintagegal:

Story illustration for Stag Magazine by Charles Copland, 1969 


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I do not think I’m easy to define. I have a wandering mind. And I’m not anything that you think I am.
Syd Barrett (via setbabiesonfire)

(Source: hellanne)



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