That fate which condemns me to wallow in blood
Has also denied me the joys of the flesh.
This face, the infection which poisons our love…
This face which earned a mother’s fear and loathing.
A mask, my first unfeeling scrap of clothing.
Pity comes too late! Turn around and face your fate!
An eternity of this before your eyes…
The man just wants to feel cute. He doesn’t understand the laughter.
If this is in my future, life will be good.
Dorset - Inglaterra.
"I can listen no longer in silence. I must speak to you by such means as are within my reach. You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope. Tell me not that I am too late, that such precious feelings are gone for ever. I offer myself to you again with a heart even more your own than when you almost broke it, eight years and a half ago. Dare not say that man forgets sooner than woman, that his love has an earlier death. I have loved none but you. Unjust I may have been, weak and resentful I have been, but never inconstant. You alone have brought me to Bath. For you alone, I think and plan. Have you not seen this? Can you fail to have understood my wishes? I had not waited even these ten days, could I have read your feelings, as I think you must have penetrated mine. I can hardly write. I am every instant hearing something which overpowers me. You sink your voice, but I can distinguish the tones of that voice when they would be lost on others. Too good, too excellent creature! You do us justice, indeed. You do believe that there is true attachment and constancy among men. Believe it to be most fervent, most undeviating, in
"I must go, uncertain of my fate; but I shall return hither, or follow your party, as soon as possible. A word, a look, will be enough to decide whether I enter your father's house this evening or never."
i feel like no one talks about this enough
I wonder how long they took to shoot this episode, so many Masters together…
That must have been such an exhausting day for John Simm. “Today, you are playing everyone in the world. Your costumes are in the square mile of closet to your left. Go.”
That giant ass suit I’m crying
You all realize this is us in about 20 years.
…this is me now
IS THIS CONDUCTIVE INK IM GOING TO SCREAM
Set Design of Rosehill Cottage from The Holiday