For last year’s words belong to last year’s language
And next year’s words await another voice. — T.S. Eliot, Four Quartets (via observando)
I want approximate knowledge of many languages
I realised this is literally all I want out of life
Let’s lock ourselves in your room for one week with the greatest books and music and films. We’ll come out as better versions of ourselves—I swear it. — (via nickmiller)
Fountain of Trevi.
Crowded Roman streets…
Christmas time in Rome #gorgeous
Rome: where every picture is nicely lit and looks gorgeous.
Don’t ask. @nickstella23
We are so strange. @nickstella23