And Write A Deed Of Gift With Thine Owe Blood,

And write a deed of gift with thine owe blood,

Mephistophilis, Dr. Faustus, Act 2 Scene 1 (via wholesomeobsessive)

““Good gracious,” said Moominmamma. “What a scene I have managed to create!” But she had to admit she was secretly very pleased with herself.”

— Tove Jansson, Sami Malila

“I was infatuated once with a foolish, besotted affection, that clung to him in spite of his unworthiness, but it is fairly gone now—wholly crushed and withered away; and he has none but himself and his vices to thank for it.”

— Anne Brontë, The Tenant of Wildfell Hall

“How could I be sleeping with this particular man… Surely only true love could justify my lack of taste.”

— Margaret Atwood, Lady Oracle

“Philosophy is odious and obscure; Both law and physic are for petty wits; Divinity is basest of the three, Unpleasant, harsh, contemptible, and vile. ‘Tis magic, magic that hath ravished me.

Christopher Marlowe, Dr. Faustus (via wholesomeobsessive)