RoxxyMさんのイラストまとめ

Call me at 3 am and tell me you're waiting at my door. Give me sunsets in different cities and road trips on dirt tracks not sighted on maps.
Whiskey for breakfast & cheap thrills for dinner.
Give me happiness in a smile and nothing of certainty but the way we make eachother… https://t.co/cgQEmHroNI

💋Lips that have tasted the salt of tears always give the sweetest kiss.

💋Love me like Saturday night, like three glasses of champagne, like the room is spinning, like you're drunk on my love.
—C.J. Carlyon

Roy Lichtenstein🎨Kiss V (1964)💋

@Horatio_Stema 😂😂😂🙏😂😂😂❤️

@Horatio_Stema 😂😂😂😂

If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as is Infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things thro' narrow chinks of his cavern
—William Blake, Marriage of Heaven & Hell

William Blake collage by Chekoullage, permission of artist

The overture is about to start,
You cross your fingers and hold your heart,
It's curtain time and away we go!
Another op'nin',
Just another op'nin' of another show.
—“Another Op'nin, Another Show," from Kiss Me, Kate💛

Pablo Picasso🎨theater curtain of the ballet "Parade" 1917

💫When you open a book it's like going to the theater first you see the curtain then it is pulled aside and the show begins💫
—Cornelia Funke, Inkheart

Alexandra Gurtner🎨Inkheart

Our souls are connected. Maybe they always have been. Maybe we've lived a thousand lives before this one & in each we've found each other. That means this is a goodbye for the past ten thousand years & a prelude to what will come
—N.Sparks

Michael C. Hayes🎨Love Never Dies

“Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.”
—Anais Nin

Apoorv Jain🎨Betrayal Art Print

“A good library will never be too neat, or too dusty, because somebody will always be in it, taking books off the shelves and staying up late reading them.”
― Lemony Snicket, “Horseradish”

Carl Spitzweg🎨The Bookworm 1850