Relevant 2016
Someday at Christmas man will not fail
Hate will be gone love will prevail
Someday a new world that we can start
With hope in every heart
Maybe not in time for you and me
But someday at Christmastime
Someday at Christmastime
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
—Robert Frost, Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening (via rabbitinthemoon)
(Source: rabbitinthemoon-blog)
(Source: whybray, via enterimagination)
Everyday Objects Blended With Simple Sketches by Javier Perez [via]
Previously: Famous Paintings on Bread
(Source: tastefullyoffensive)
@loquacetaille your dream come true!
im a shitty tumblr user, BUT THIS. why would i ever need anything else except for the thing i loved in the first place, anyway?
(Source: incidentalcomics)
i gasp.
