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Dark cottage core collage, by me

“You could swear that the goddess had emerged

from the waves, pressing her hair with her right

hand, covering with the other her sweet mound

of flesh; and where the strand was imprinted by

her sacred and divine step, it had clothed itself

in flowers and grass; then with happy, more than

mortal features, she was received in the bosom

of the three nymphs and cloaked in a starry gar-

ment.”

“With both hands one nymph holds above the

spray-wet tresses a garland, burning with gold

and oriental gems, another adjusts pearls in her

ears; the third, intent upon those beautiful

breasts and white shoulders, appears to strew

round them the rich necklaces with which they

three girded their own necks when they used to

dance in a ring in heaven.” (Angelo Polizano)

Oh, I miss you even though you don’t exist.

Ophelia’s Soliloquy in Act 3, Scene 1

“Oh, what a noble mind is here o'erthrown!

The courtier’s, soldier’s, scholar’s, eye, tongue, sword;

Th’ expectancy and rose of the fair state,

The glass of fashion and the mold of form,

Th’ observed of all observers — quite, quite down!

And I — of ladies most deject and wretched

That sucked the honey of his music vows —

Now see that noble and most sovereign reason

Like sweet bells jangled out of tune and harsh,

That unmatched form and feature of blown youth

Blasted with ecstasy. Oh, woe is me

T’have seen what I have seen, see what I see!

[Exit Ophelia, Enter Claudius and Polonius.]”

(1st painting, John William Waterhouse - Ophelia)

(2nd painting, Francis Abernathy’s - Ophelia)

“All art is quite useless.”

The Picture of Dorian Gray - Oscar Wilde.

Nymphenburg Palace, Munich, Germany

collab w/ kuudere