[exileout]

      sweet tea in the summer                cross your heart,    won’t tell no other

[frenchvintagegallery]

Leslie Caron Opéra de Paris, 1950

by Willy Rizzo

[adelphe]

Reheasal for Les Sylphides, 1963

The Art of the Royal Ballet by Keith Money, 1966

[galina-ulanova]

Lost Illusions (Bolshoi Ballet)

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- THINKING -

[janasojka]

The Chronicles of, August 2018

[oldmoonlullaby]

FROM LUDWIG VAN BEETHOVEN TO AN UNIDENTIFIED “IMMORTAL BELOVED” (1812)

6 July, morning

My angel, my all, my own self — only a few words today, and that too with pencil (with yours) — only till tomorrow is my lodging definitely fixed. What abominable waste of time in such things — why this deep grief, where necessity speaks?

Can our love persist otherwise than through sacrifices, than by not demanding everything? Canst thou change it, that thou are not entirely mine, I not entirely thine? Oh, God, look into beautiful Nature and compose your mind to the inevitable. Love demands everything and is quite right, so it is for me with you, for you with me — only you forget so easily, that I must live for you and for me — were we quite united, you would notice this painful feeling as little as I should…

…We shall probably soon meet, even today I cannot communicate my remarks to you, which during these days I made about my life — were our hearts close together, I should probably not make any such remarks. My bosom is full, to tell you much — there are moments when I find that speech is nothing at all. Brighten up — remain my true and only treasure, my all, as I to you. The rest the gods must send, what must be for us and shall.

Your faithful

Ludwig

[infected]

Claude Monet, Fishing Boats at Sea, 1868

[goodreadss]

“I must have flowers, always, and always.”

Claude Monet (via goodreadss)

[thefashioncomplex]

Audrey Hepburn at the premiere of My Fair Lady at the RKO Palace Theater, Chicago, IL, Vivian Maier, October 23, 1964

gelatin silver print

[kuurisumasu]

INSTANCES 

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Old and New

[cynema]

We lost this wonderful man two years ago today, I think it’s safe to say the world still misses you. ❤

[theprocast]

Even though I walk through the darkest valley, I will fear no evil, for You are with me.

Psalm 23:4 (via theprocast)

[thegoodvybe]

[iminlovewithyouroutfit]

[24hoursinthelifeofawoman]

Can anyone remember love? It’s like trying to summon up the smell of roses in a cellar. You might see a rose, but never the perfume. Arthur Miller October 17, 1915 – February 10, 2005