kestreltrajanz:

“It’s a very Greek idea, and a very profound one. Beauty is terror. Whatever we call beautiful, we quiver before it. And what could be more terrifying and beautiful, to souls like the Greeks or our own, than to lose control completely? To throw off the chains of being for an instant, to shatter the accident of our mortal selves? 

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scarletsaints:

                          ομορφιά είναι τρόμος … beauty is terror.

“If we are strong enough in our souls we can rip away the veil and look that naked, terrible beauty right in the face; let God consume us, devour us, unstring our bones. Then spit us out reborn.“

herhmione:

and if beauty is terror, then what is desire? we think we have many desires, but in fact we only have one. what is it? to live. to live forever

mashamorevna:

❝ He came up behind her and laid his hands on her shoulders; bending low, he put his lips close to the nape of her neck. “How about a kiss for your jailbird brother?” he said.
She turned halfway, as if to touch her lips to his cheek but he slid a palm down her back and tipped her face up to his and kissed her full on the mouth—not a brotherly kiss, there was no mistaking it for that, but a long, slow, greedy kiss, messy and voluptuous. His bathrobe fell slightly open as his left hand sank from her chin to neck, collarbone, base of throat, his fingertips just inside the edge of her thin polka-dot shirt and trembling over the warm skin there. ❞ – Donna Tartt, The Secret History

sobforsirius:

COLD BLOODED M U R D E R 

ohrossum:

She’s what you call a bramble rose.

firelemonade:

  • book covers: the secret history by donna tartt