M. C. Escher, Snakes (Woodcut print), 1969.
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Where music thundered let the mind be still,
Where the will triumphed let there be no will,
What light revealed, now let the dark fulfill.
May Sarton (via observando)
Here are beauties which pierce like swords or burn like cold iron. Here is a book which will break your heart.
C.S. Lewis, on The Lord of the Rings (via literary-fairy)