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avoir elle est avoir les étoilés (to have her is to have the stars)
Boxer, Jean-Michel Basquiat
Medium: acrylic,crayon
“Subtle, but savage.”
— Truman Capote, from his preface to “Music for Chameleons,” (1980)
Saffron Vadher by Marie Zucker for On The Rocks Magazine
... when you have nothing and when you have everything – each is an abyss.
- Answered Prayers by Truman Capote
My mind is a riddle and books are the answer.
Allen Williams- Fall of Night
“The main thing is to be moved, to love, to hope, to tremble, to live.”
— Auguste Rodin (1840 - 1917, French)
Sir Olaf in a kingdom of wraiths and ghosts. Kay Nielsen (1896-1957) watercolor for In Powder and Crinoline, 1913.
“You don’t get better on the days when you feel like going. You get better on the days when you don’t want to go, but you go anyway. If you can overcome the negative energy coming from your tired body or unmotivated mind, you will grow and become better. It won’t be the best workout you have, you won’t accomplish as much as what you usually do when you actually feel good, but that doesn’t matter. Growth is a long term game, and the crappy days are more important.”
— Georges St. Pierre, The Way of the Fight
Margaret Zhang iPhone wallpaper edited by Emma Regolini
“We look at the world once, in childhood. The rest is memory.”
— Louise Glück, Nostos. (via askios-blog-blog)
“flowers I wanted to bring to you, wild and wet from the pale dunes and still smelling of the summer night…” (Mary Oliver)
Vincent Van Gogh: Flowers + Blue
“A poem begins with a lump in the throat.”
— Robert Frost
“All these memories too heavy for my skin”
— Arlen C., Three Days After and I Don’t Know What to Do with Myself, Love Letters to Ghosts