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Roland Barthes, A Lover’s Discourse |  In The Mood For Love (2000) dir. Wong Kar Wai
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One Nice Bug Per Day
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Love Begins
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love unspoken, for @4400lux
Roland Barthes, A Lover’s Discourse |  In The Mood For Love (2000) dir. Wong Kar Wai
Just found out I'm not part of a secret feminist book club. Shocked and disappointed.
“The critic is he who can translate into another manner or a new material his impression of beautiful things.” - Oscar Wilde
not to get political but he invented cold, ambitious, smart, rich, european preppy boarding school type of bad boy with a troubled past rooting from a family reputation to uphold yet a hidden romantic and soft side once u get past his asshole exterior that he puts up to protect himself from faliure and being hurt
Just started reading this book called Pomegranate Soup. Has anyone read it before? If so, what do you guys think of it?
Giving off "Your librarian girlfriend who you live together with in a cottage around a quiet little town" energy.
She took a midnight train goin anywhere
Journaling with a side of Matcha 🍵
“Just because you don’t understand something, doesn’t mean it’s wrong.”
—
Lemony Snicket
(via surqrised)
“Words are sounds transfused with unequal shadows that intersect, stalactites, lace, transfigured organ music.”
— Clarice Lispector, from The Hour of the Star (via wishbzne)
Steve McCurry, Kashmir, 1998
“Bilingualism strikes me as a kind of synesthesia. Instead of seeing colors associated with letters and words, instead of hearing melodies, what I hear with language is the play and echo of the other language. The option to say it differently, and thus to live it differently. Language is not only a means of communication or description. It’s a framework in which we process existence. Yi writes: “It is hard to feel in an adopted language, yet it is impossible in my native language.” As every bilingual person and translator knows, there are certain words—a feeling, a way of being—that is absent in one language but perfectly brought to life in another. A word that, by existing, gives permission to be. What if you need that which does not exist in your language?”
— Yoojin Grace Wuertz, “Mother Tongue”
Backstage Zuhair Murad Haute Couture Spring-Summer 2013
Trompe l'Oeil with a Bust of Venus (detail) by Caesar van Everdingen, 1665.
from Kill Your Darlings (2013) by A. Bunn, J. Krokidas