Eye of the soul
And we have snow. It's not much, but the air smells of cold. You can feel the Christmas spirit. I can't wait to bake gingerbread cookies and decorate our tiny Xmas tree.We don’t stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing.
George Bernard Shaw (via legendarypao)
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Some day you will be old enough to start reading fairy tales again.
C.S. Lewis
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untitled by Kelly Ichinose on Flickr.
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The trees know, for they are old and they have seen it all before.
The Distant Hours by Kate Morton (via thebookishdark)
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#Kate Morton #quote #trees #old #history
1 year ago on August 29, 2011 at 03:40am with 375 notes
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1 year ago on August 29, 2011 at 03:40am with 375 notes
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#art #photograph #stairs #old
1 year ago on July 13, 2011 at 04:18am with 305 notes
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E’ buio. È tutto. In lontananza qualcuno canta.
In lontananza.
Neruda
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#art #photograph #window #old #iron
1 year ago on July 12, 2011 at 03:04pm with 753 notes
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1 year ago on July 12, 2011 at 03:04pm with 753 notes
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