Moving On (Yoon Dan-bi, 2019)
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Moving On (Yoon Dan-bi, 2019)
l'amour du loup, hélène cixous (trans. keith cohen)
—Sharon Olds, “Love Fossil” from Satan Says
I was enjoying myself, but it was an insulated enjoyment. I was alone inside of it.
Ling Ma, Severance (via quotespile)
“Your face is closer to me than my own. Phantom memory. How I’d love to kill you –”
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Alejandra Pizarnik, ‘Naked’, The Galloping Hour: French Poems, tr. Patricio Ferrari, Forrest Gander
Original: “Ton visage est plus près de moi que le mien. Mémoire fantôme. Comme j’aimerais te tuer –”
(via amourduloup)
In all societies, both simple and complex, eating is the primary way of initiating and maintaining human relationships.
Peter Farb and George Armelagos, Consuming Passions: The Anthropology of Eating. (via seitenhoehlchen)
The Gospel According to Matthew | Pier Paolo Pasolini | 1964
Otello Sestili, Enrique Irazoqui
“I find the best way to love someone is not to change them, but instead, help them reveal the greatest version of themselves.”
— Steve Maraboli, Unapologetically You: Reflections on Life and the Human Experience
To say we were 'in love', that vague weakened phrase, cannot express it. We loved each other, we lived in each other, through each other, by each other. We were each other.
Iris Murdoch, from 'The Sea, the Sea'
The Piano (1993) | dir. Jane Campion
PETER F. CASTEELS (detail)
I thought I understood your longing—it looked so much like mine.
Rebecca Lindenberg, excerpt of “Love, An Index”, from Love, An Index (via antigonick)
Artemisia Gentileschi, Allegory of Inclination, 1617
“[…] music was understood in medieval culture as a practice of the flesh, invested with the propensity to eroticize, torture, even resurrect the human body.”
— Bruce Wood Holsinger, “Music, Body, and Desire in Medieval Literature and Culture, 1150-1400: Hildegard of Bingen to Chaucer.”
“I remember those red nights, where we devoured one another, insatiably hungry.”
— Natalie Clifford Barney, from Je me souviens. (via women-loving-art)
Art of Style: Jean Cocteau
Garrett P.J. Epp, Ecce Homo