L'Été / Summer (1968) dir. Marcel Hanoun

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L'Été / Summer (1968) dir. Marcel Hanoun
-Anaïs Nin, 1939
New York City ballet production of Midsummer Nights Dream
Joy Sullivan, “My Mother Says Kissing a Man Without a Mustache Is Like Eating Eggs Without Salt”, Instructions for Traveling West
“you have powers you never dreamed of. you can do things you never thought you could do. there are no limitations in what you can do except the limitations in your own mind as to what you cannot do. don’t think you cannot. think you can.”
— darwin p. kingsley.
every summer night without fail is like . i should be in love right now but instead this loneliness envelopes me like a second skin
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It was April and she was the saddest thing under the sun.
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The Early Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1920–1923
Murmur, Cameron Barnett
There is supposed to be a place where no one can reach you. Traditionally, the home, but now we settle for the ocean, the airplane, the summit of a mountain, the middle of a lake, the shower, the womb, the grave
this too shall pass
HURRY UP
“The fear of becoming old is born of the recognition that one is not living now the life that one wishes. It is equivalent to a sense of abusing the present.”
― Susan Sontag, Reborn: Journals and Notebooks, 1947-1963
To get up in the morning, wash and then wait for some unforeseen variety of dread or depression.
E. M. Cioran, The Trouble With Being Born, tr. Richard Howard
well i may not be the prettiest person in the room or the coolest person in the room i think im at least the third funniest