Bookish Clutter

[nixscriptum]

[nemfrog]

Mythical creatures. Duden italiano. 1939

1. dragon · 2. unicorn · 3. griffin · 4. chimera · 5. minotaur · 6. centaur · 7. harpy · 8. siren · 9. Pegasus · 10. sphinx · 11. giant · 12. Cerberus · 13. Triton · 14. sea horse · 15. sea bull

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[thecosmoswhispers]

You are lovable, lovely, loved - wholly.

on unconditional love: 1 . 2 . 3 . 4 +

(sources to be added)

[7pleiades7]

Anadyomene Venus (also known as Vénus marine, Marine Venus, and Venus of the sea) (1838) by School of Théodore Chassériau (French, 1819 – 1856), oil on canvas, 65 cm (25.5 in) x 55 cm (21.6 in), Musée du Louvre

[anvael]

[wondrousworld]

A wild cat and a fox isn’t the usual pair of best friends but this duo was discovered by fishermen on the shores of Lake Van in Turkey and have been together for over a year. Locals say their inseparable. Article.

[xxxprosp3r0neilxxx]

Victor Frankenstein syndrome aka you spent nights over nights crying and bleeding over this work and now that it's finally done you're just like "nvm. it's trash" and go to bed

[matchagirl]

elle fanning for who what wear january 2026

shot by szilveszter makó

[metamorphesque]

— Lament, Edna St. Vincent Millay

[7pleiades7]

Knight and Lady, commonly interpreted as Sir Lancelot and Guinevere (1902–1903) by Wilhelm List (1864 – 1918)

[petaltexturedskies]

I have just stood before the open window of my bedroom and I have breathed in deeply all the honeysuckle-perfumed air, the sunshine, the snowdrops of winter, the carouses of spring, the primroses, the crooning pigeons, the trills of the birds, the entire procession of soft winds and cool smells of frail colors and petal-textured skies, the knotted snake greys of old vine roots, the vertical shoots of young branches, the dank smell of old leaves, of wet earth, of torn roots, and fresh-cut grass, winter, summer, and fall, sunrises and sunsets, storms and lulls, wheat and chestnuts, wild strawberries and wild roses, violets and damp logs, burnt fields and new poppies.

Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin Vol. I: 1931-1934

[nixscriptum]

[hometoursandotherstuff]

[metamorphesque]

Loneliness does not come from having no people about one, but from being unable to communicate the things that seem important to oneself, or from holding certain views which others find inadmissible. 

Carl Jung, “Memories, Dreams, Reflections”

I am constantly trying to communicate something incommunicable, to explain something inexplicable, to tell about something I only feel in my bones and which can only be experienced in those bones. 

Franz Kafka, “Letters to Milena”

[soracities]

It’s so hard to speak and say things that cannot be said. It’s so silent.

—Clarice Lispector, Agua Viva

[metamorphesque]

“There is something at the bottom of every new human thought, every thought of genius, or even every earnest thought that springs up in any brain, which can never be communicated to others, even if one were to write volumes about it and were explaining one’s idea for thirty-five years; there’s something left which cannot be induced to emerge from your brain, and remains with you forever; and with it you will die, without communicating to anyone perhaps the most important of your ideas.”― Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Idiot

[i-merani]

[mournfulroses]

Ada Limón, from "Against Breaking: On the Power of Poetry," originally published in April 2026

[mournfulroses]

Tove Ditlevsen, from a poem featured in There Lives a Young Girl in Me Who Will Not Die: Selected Poems