The Augusteum

Beauty and sorrow. Loneliness and moments of reflection. Things that are green and things that are entirely human. Things that are brilliant and things that are utterly devastating. Laughter and pure joy. Celebrate life always.



Permalink · 403 · 1 day ago
Permalink · 467 · 1 day ago
Permalink · 201 · 1 day ago
Permalink · 35 · 1 day ago
Permalink · 219 · 1 day ago
Permalink · 354 · 2 days ago
"…I am profoundly unhappy. I sometimes fancy all sorts of things, that every one is laughing at me, the whole world, and then I feel ready to overturn the whole order of things."

Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov (via feuille-d-automne)

Permalink · 216 · 2 days ago
Permalink · 415 · 2 days ago
Permalink · 175 · 3 days ago
Permalink · 53608 · 3 days ago
Permalink · 149 · 3 days ago
"He who delights in solitude is either a wild beast or a god."

Francis Bacon (via mirroir)

Permalink · 21897 · 3 days ago

Two persons dwell within my body. There is the person I want to be, and sometimes act like, and then there is the wretched, vile thing that I am.

Permalink · 1 · 3 days ago
Permalink · 1246 · 4 days ago
Permalink · 5 · 4 days ago