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I am an atheist and a Quaker. Does it matter what I believe, when I recognise that religion is something I need?
(Chatterbox, 1914)
Portrait of a woman draped with red silk.Photograph by Franklin Price Knott, National Geographic
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'Māori women dress reformers, 1906' (source)
Fragment of the Face of a Queen, made in Egypt during the reign of Akhenaten, c.1353-1336 BC (source).
The sense of danger must not disappear: The way is certainly both short and steep, However gradual it looks from here; Look if you like, but you will have to leap. Tough-minded men get mushy in their sleep And break the by-laws any fool can keep; It is not the convention but the fear That has a tendency to disappear. The worried efforts of the busy heap, The dirt, the imprecision, and the beer Produce a few smart wisecracks every year; Laugh if you can, but you will have to leap. The clothes that are considered right to wear Will not be either sensible or cheap, So long as we consent to live like sheep And never mention those who disappear. Much can be said for social savior-faire, But to rejoice when no one else is there Is even harder than it is to weep; No one is watching, but you have to leap. A solitude ten thousand fathoms deep Sustains the bed on which we lie, my dear: Although I love you, you will have to leap; Our dream of safety has to disappear.
Leap Before You Look, by W.H. Auden (via someofmybestfriends)
Meri Te Tai Mangakahia, Maori women’s suffragist.
Unidentified Maori woman, ca 1890s
(Alexander Turnbull Library)
Unidentified Maori woman, Wanganui - Photograph taken by Frank J Denton, ca 1900
Do you believe in always, the wind said to the rainI am too busy with my flowers to believe, the rain answered.
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colour photograph from Ernest Shackleton’s 1915 Antarctic expedition by Frank Hurley
La Faneuse by Émile Claus
I tried to think of a subtle way to mention that I still think about her. But what do you say? There is no subtle way to mention you miss the curve of someone’s ass.
'Edith,' The Girl Who Couldn't Come, Joey Comeau (2011)
Elizabeth Taylor, 1956
We sat there a long time. Nobody forced information on us. I knew, vaguely, that the Yezidees were devil worshippers, and the Peacock Angel, Lucifer, is the object of their worship. It always seems strange that the worshippers of Satan should be the most peaceful of all the varying religious sects in that part of the world. When the sun began to get low, we left. It had been utter peace.
Agatha Christie: An Autobiography (1977)