[heavenpureheart]

[plumslices]

Louise Bourgeois, “Eugénie Grandet," 2009

[historicl]

 Lionel-Noël Royer (detail)

[89words]

“My whole life is a romance with my own soul”

— Marina Tsvetaeva (1892-1941), from a letter to Pyotr Yurkevich, July,  21, 1916 

[sopranosaesthetic]

[ocexanis]

“So many tender and painful, sweet and bitter, emotions crowd in my soul—”

— Fyodor Dostoevsky, from a letter to Mikhail Dostoevsky, c. October 1832

[gothredy]

[malnedott]

this perfume is sooo pretty

[hideback]

Furuya Korin (Japanese, 1875-1910), Patterns of Plants and Flowers from Life

[minkymanga-art-deactivated20200]

Rozen Maiden, PEACH-PIT (2002)

[cair--paravel]

‘Apple blossom’ hair comb by Lucien Gaillard, c. 1902.

[j-h-s]

“Don’t fight the darkness. Don’t even worry about the darkness. Turn on the light and the darkness goes. Turn up that light of pure consciousness: Negativity goes.” David Lynch

[aradeia]

Lotus blossoms from the tomb of Kagemni in Saqqara. 6th dynasty. Photo taken by Hervé Champollion.

[thewomanwithmissingfingers]

It is through a wound that you will enter me.

Iron in the Soul, Jean-Paul Sartre, 1949

[a-h-mad-hish]

Art is prayer... Andrei Tarkovsky

[zyxr17]

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

“I couldn’t write a word about it, although I died in my head.”

— Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals Of Sylvia Plath