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“I still haven’t figured out how to sit across from you, and not be madly in love with everything you do.”
— William C. Hannan (via thoughtkick)
What is nostalgia to you?
Here, the etymology is quite appropriate: from the Greek algos (“pain, grief, distress”) + nostos (“homecoming”). Nostalgia is the grief that comes from yearning for one’s homeland or it’s the pain of knowing that home is unreachable or it’s the wandering nature of exile and homelessness or it’s the distress of finally coming home to find it not home any longer or of coming home and still finding oneself restless.
“I don’t feel particularly proud of myself. But when I walk alone in the woods or lie in the meadows, all is well.”
— Franz Kafka, Letters to Friends, Family, and Editors (via weltenwellen)
“A freedom which is interested only in denying freedom must be denied.” —Simone de Beauvoir
“In order to maintain a tolerant society, the society must be intolerant of intolerance.” —Karl Popper
“That is what is strange—that friends, even passionate love, are not my real life unless there is time alone in which to explore and to discover what is happening or has happened. Without the interruptions, nourishing and maddening, this life would become arid. Yet I taste it fully only when I am alone.”
— May Sarton, from Journal of a Solitude: The Journals of May Sarton
Simone Weil, Gravity and Grace
deleuze (from Proust and Signs)
What are some literary hobbies one can develop besides reading & writing? To get more out of what we consume, to spend time with more quality, etc. Thank you.
Take long walks (and short walks)–preferably at dusk and dawn.
Repeat the same paths on your walks, with new eyes.
I have often found, for reasons somewhat unknown to me, that considering windows, water, shadows, the sky, and light itself have been most productive for summoning poems or punctuating the spaces between paragraphs.
(You read a different book inside and outside. You read differently in different places.)
Collecting things–feathers, stones, postcards, letters, old photographs, anything really–has also given texture to my life of thought in unspeakable ways.
It is important for people who are very affected by their environments–which is common for introverts and readers–to decorate their spaces accordingly. Candles, curtains, flowers and plants, small things which draw your gaze and give life to the text you are reading or writing outside the text itself.
(If you decorate your home with things that are recycled, things which have already lived other lives outside of your life and outside of their production, your space will be infinitely more complex. You will live within the present and the past simultaneously)
Adopt an animal. So many beautiful and intelligent creatures are in need of safety, love, and homes.
Cook things from scratch. Dry herbs, compost the remainders, return in some small way to a life of minimalism.
Keep a dream journal. Do not privilege your waking life above the world of dreams. In sleep, you live many lives in many worlds, which cannot be cleanly translated into the language of morning.
If possible and the necessities of your life allow it, spend entire days without speaking a single word.
Most importantly, and finally, turn what you have read and written into praxis–a daily practice of ethics and empathy. It is not enough to read a philosophy; you must make it so and manifest it in the real.
“Blessed are they who see beautiful things in humble places where other people see nothing.”
— Camille Pissarro (via camillepissarro-art)
“Tact, like empathy, is based on a certain form of mutual understanding. But while empathy implies the idea of entering someone else’s mind inasmuch as it is linked to the presumption that ‘I know how you feel’, tact exists to create a form of bonding between individuals that is not based on the idea of intrusion but, conversely, on the respect for existing boundaries, and on a willingness not always to assume that one knows. While empathy requires resonance and proximity, tact is there to restore distance, and to accept the difference between the individuals involved in order to protect and preserve their dignity. Tact is based on an attention towards otherness.”
— Katja Haustein, “How to Be Alone with Others: Plessner, Adorno, and Barthes on Tact”
"I thought you were too screwed up to love anyone.
I was wrong.
You just couldn't love me"
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“Anyone who loves in the expectation of being loved in return is wasting their time.” — Paulo Coelho, The Devil and Miss Prym
“People think a soul mate is your perfect fit, and that’s what everyone wants. But a true soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that is holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life. A true soul mate is probably the most important person you’ll ever meet, because they tear down your walls and smack you awake. But to live with a soul mate forever? Nah. Too painful. Soul mates, they come into your life just to reveal another layer of yourself to you, and then leave. A soul mate’s purpose is to shake you up, tear apart your ego a little bit, show you your obstacles and addictions, break your heart open so new light can get in, make you so desperate and out of control that you have to transform your life…”
— Gilbert, Elizabeth. Eat, Pray, Love. (via wordsnquotes)
We tend to associate intimacy with closeness and closeness with a certain sum of shared experiences. Yet in reality total strangers, who will never say a single word to each other, can share an intimacy — an intimacy contained in the exchange of a glance, a nod of the head, a smile, a shrug of a shoulder. A closeness that lasts for minutes or for the duration of a song that is being listened to together. An agreement about life. An agreement without clauses. A conclusion spontaneously shared between the untold stories gathered around the song.
— John Berger, Some Notes on Song
“The best thing about Loki is, if he is afraid, he won’t show it. He’s been highly trained through the experience of his slightly traumatic life to shield his fear.” — Tom Hiddleston