#florence

Success is not final, failure is not fatal. It is the courage to carry on that counts. Winston Churchill ↗

— H.A. Corby

#florence #italy #murder #mystery #renaissance

Which one of them would make you the most sad if you had to live your life without him? ↗

— Susan Meissner

#girl-in-the-glass #true-love #life

I can see the green light I can see it in your eyes ↗

— Florence Welch

#over-the-love #love

Sometimes I find that music is so much more attractive than love. I don’t know… It’s like some kind of euphoria, that love can’t bring to you. ↗

— Florence Welch

#florence-welch #love #music #love

For someone so conflicted, who am I to give advice to anybody? It’s such a funny, grandiose idea ↗

— Florence Welch

#florence-welch #music #musicians #funny

…”The Emersons who were at Florence, do you mean? No, I don’t suppose it will prove to be them. It is probably a long cry from them to friends of Mr. Vyse’s. Oh, Mrs. Honeychurch, the oddest people! The queerest people! For our part we liked them, didn’t we?” He appealed to Lucy. “There was a great scene over some violets. They picked violets and filled all the vases in the room of these very Miss Alans who have failed to come to Cissie Villa. Poor little ladies! So shocked and so pleased. It used to be one of Miss Catharine’s great stories. ‘My dear sister loves flowers,’ it began. They found the whole room a mass of blue — vases and jugs — and the story ends with ‘So ungentlemanly and yet so beautiful.’ It is all very difficult. Yes, I always connect those Florentine Emersons with violets.”… ↗

— E.M. Forster

#florence #flowers #italy #travel #violets

It seems that I have been held in some dreaming state A tourist in the waking world world, never quite awake. No kiss, no gentle word could wake me from this slumber, Until I realised that it was you who held me under. ↗

— Florence + the Machine

#florence-and-the-machine #kiss #dreams

Florence had the Alberti fighting for freedom, but never had real Jacobins. It experienced the Viva Maria insurrections, but never really witnessed strong extremist passions. Using the comparison of the colours universally celebrated by Stendhal, we can say that the Florentine red rather resembled a pink and that the black looked more like a grey. ↗

— Franco Cardini

#freedom

I've fallen out of favour And I've fallen from grace Fallen out of trees And I've fallen on my face Fallen out of taxis Out of windows too Fell in your opinion When I fell in love with you ↗

— Florence Welch

#love

I was a heavy heart to carry My beloved was weighed down My arms around his neck My fingers laced to crown. I was a heavy heart to carry My feet dragged across ground And he took me to the river Where he slowly let me drown My love has concrete feet My love's an iron ball Wrapped around your ankles Over the waterfall ↗

— Florence Welch

#heavy-in-your-arms #love