William Ernest Henley: "Invictus" »

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears

209, rue des Pyrénées, Paris 20e by Xavier de Jauréguiberry on Flickr.

209, rue des Pyrénées, Paris 20e by Xavier de Jauréguiberry on Flickr.

dissociative-dreamland:

- Santiago Caruso

havsglimt:

I have no restrictions or strings to keep me held. My former home was a prison and held me back.