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“This is all I ever wanted for you, Will. For both of us”

[darkmacademia]

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[artemusica]

Andrea Vaccaro, Santa Agatha, Detail (1635) - Serú Girán, Transformación

https://youtu.be/Y1i82GuCrWU

[antigonick]

We operate all the time with language as if it says what we mean. It never does, but you don’t realize the flaccidity of that until you are actually trying to make one thing in one language into another language. It’s like being on the surface with a lot of cracks in it and looking down through the cracks to something like another world down there that you can almost see, almost express, but not quite.

Anne Carson, in an interview with Eleanor Watchel for Writers & Company

[disorienteddreams]

Nadja à Paris (Eric Rohmer, 1964)

[mephistophelia]

Mary Jane Newill, Bedcover, ca. 1908, linen embroidered with colored wools

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

In fairy tales, tears change people, remind them of what is important, and change their very souls.

Clarissa Pinkola Estés, from  “Women who Run with the Wolves,” c. 1992

[sirenja-and-the-stag-deactivate]

“If I see but one smile on your lips when we meet, occasioned by this or any other exertion of mine, I shall need no other happiness” 

―    Mary Shelley, Frankenstein    

[caramelstraw]

Oh, I have a sudden epiphany! The reason why we have always perceived that there is a distinct height difference between Hannibal and Will, despite the fact that Mads is just a bit taller than Hugh, lies in their way of gazing each other! Look how Will “looking up through his eyelashes” and how Hannibal looking at Will with his downcast, half lidded eyes.

[sapphocating-deactivated2020072]

me, reading any classic novel: are they… you know?

[moonlighttacademia]

yes, yes they are.

[xshayarsha]

Have you ever made a scene, (…) and then put yourself inside it? Have you ever watched yourself from behind, going further and deeper into that landscape, away from you?

Ocean Vuong, from On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous.

[hadrian6]

Hercules Killing the Centaur Nessus. 18th.century. Sebastiano Ricci. Italian 1659-1734. oil/canvas.        http://hadrian6.tumblr.com

[xshayarsha]

It is not the love that people cannot respond to, it is anxiety and desperation within the love which people feel like the grasp of a drowning person. When I suffered such anxieties and fears people felt it and were fearful of it. The love, the quiet, sure, unpossessive love they can respond to.

Anais Nïn, from The Diaries of Anais Nïn, Vol. 7: 1966-1974.

[nemfrog]

The beauty of the heavens. 1842.

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

Perhaps we ought not to have shared so much, but it was very comforting.

Margaret Atwood, from “The Testaments,”

[luthienne]

…still it haunted me.

Mary Shelley, in her introduction to Frankenstein

[messmikkelsen]

[ninasnon-sense]

That last gif is the clearest case of “oh shit, I was actually worried” I have ever seen.

[xshayarsha]

It took me years to realize silence could be an insult and was actually the worst insult. No one I’d loved had inflicted it on me.

Chelsea Hodson, from Tonight I’m Someone Else: Essays; The End of Longing.

[hadrian6]

Academic Male Nude Study. circa 1700-1800. anonymous. chalk on paper.         http://hadrian6.tumblr.com