. Are you an old soul? With a heart that is a thousand years old. You love deeply and differently, and are here for solitary and tranquillity. 💚 Lady of the Lake Pre-Raphaelite image from Arthurian legends

Judi Dench appeared on The Graham Norton Show to talk about her life and work with Shakespeare. After noting that we quote Shakespeare daily without even realizing it, this happened:

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Happy 91st birthday to the legendary Judi Dench

9 December 1934. Judi Dench was born in Heworth, Yorkshire. She starred in many Shakespeare plays before featuring in numerous films including A Room with a View, M in GoldenEye and Skyfall, Mrs Brown, Chocolat, Notes on a Scandal and Philomena.

Sunrise at Stonehenge today (9th December) was at 7.59am, sunset is at 4.00pm 🌧️

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45 years without the legendary John Lennon

https://t.co/JNwcZxTxW0 Love - John Lennon 9.10.1940 - 8.12.1980

'Time you enjoy wasting, was not wasted' - John Lennon

. “And I know tender places still intrigue you.” ― Audre Lorde . 🖤

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. “Sitting under the mistletoe One last candle burning low… Lips unseen— and kissed me there.” ― Walter de la Mare . Catherine Hyde, the mistletoe bough Cornwall-based artist, England

Rest in Peace, John Lennon 🖤 John Lennon (sitting opposite Paul McCartney) on the set of A Hard Day's Night, between London and Somerset, photographed by Astrid Kirchherr. (March, 1964) https://t.co/7dPqHgZSEG

Do not stand           By my grave, and weep.      I am not there,           I do not sleep— I am the thousand winds that blow I am the diamond glints in snow I am the sunlight on ripened grain, I am the gentle, autumn rain. ―  Clare Harner, December 1934 Louis Apol (1850-1936)

. Bare branches weaving a delicate, shadowed dance between the earth's embrace and the sky's endless blue. . 🩵 My photo, this afternoon

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. “Time travels at different speeds for different people. I can tell you who time strolls for, who it trots for, who it gallops for, and who it stops cold for.” ― William Shakespeare, As You Like It . #ShakespeareSunday

“Imagine” - John Lennon (Live at MSG, NYC, 1972)

45 years ago we lost John Lennon. Tonight the light shines in the window of his childhood bedroom at Mendips, just around the corner from Strawberry Field Liverpool. Thank you to Andy from @nationaltrust for sharing this special moment of remembrance. 🤍

A single light is left on in the bedroom John Lennon occupied in his home at 251 Menlove Avenue, Woolton, Liverpool, on each anniversary of his birth and death.

Ich will an deiner Seite still über beschneite Wege gehn. Tief in das unbekannte Weiße und alle Spuren sollen hinter uns verwehn… - Ernst Penzoldt -

Einst hatten wir Zeit! Ich weiß nicht, wer sie uns genommen hat. - Max Frisch -

Son cœur était plus grand que n'importe quel cœur qu'il avait croisé dans sa vie Il se demandait comment un corps si frêle pouvait contenir autant d'amour Sa force d'aimer n'avait d'égal que sa douceur Ce mélange de puissance de grâce faisait d'elle un être singulier Il l'aimait

Tu verses sur ma vie Ton parfum de sable et de vent Tu apprivoises chaque nuance sauvage de mon cœur Au creux de ton soleil J'aime tant nos nuits...