Tombe de la Famille Raspail
François Vincent Raspail was a prominent figure in 18th century France. He was a doctor, chemist as well as a politician. He got into trouble more than once for his socialist ideas He referred to prison as his second home.
He is buried in the same grave as his wife, Henriette Troussot (1799-1853), Jules Emile Raspail (1831-1887), engineer, and François Vincent Raspail (1823-1899), painter, engraver. The tomb is decorated with a representation of a spectrum as a shroud, one hand clinging to the bars representing the ghost of Mrs. Raspail who died during the imprisonment of her husband. (Source)
"Don’t ever feel bad for making a decision that upsets other people. You are not responsible for their happiness. You are responsible for your happiness."
— Isaiah Henkel (via tea-storm)
Pinches nacos los que no conformes con tener su puto estereo a todo volumen ponen su puto karaoke con sus bramidos.
Best backstory. (x)
You know…for a second there…his head shape led me to believe he could be Phineas’s father.
NO BUT THAT WOULD EXPLAIN WHY PHINEAS IS SO INVENTIVE OH MY GOD
“Las Vegas is the most extreme and allegorical of American settlements, bizarre and beautiful in its venality and in its devotion to immediate gratification, a place the tone of which is set by mobsters and call girls and ladies’ room attendants with amyl nitrite poppers in their uniform pockets. Almost everyone notes that there is no “”time” in Las Vegas, no night and no day and no past and no future…This geographical implausibility reinforces the sense that what happens there has no connection with ‘real’ life; Nevada cities like Reno and Carson are ranch towns, Western towns, places behind which there is some historical imperative. But Las Vegas seems to exist only in the eye of beholder all of which makes it an extraordinary and interesting place, but an odd one in which to want to wear a candlelight satin Priscilla of Boston wedding dress with Chantilly lace insets, tapered sleeves and a detachable modified train.” — Joan Didion, Marrying Absurd.
I need to do this to my girl.