Kurdish nomads of Western Azerbaijan, Iran: A young woman of the Jalali tribe, Autumn 1988. From the book The nomadic peoples of Iran by Richard Tapper. The photo was taken by Nasrollah Kasraian.
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Kurdish nomads of Western Azerbaijan, Iran: A young woman of the Jalali tribe, Autumn 1988. From the book The nomadic peoples of Iran by Richard Tapper. The photo was taken by Nasrollah Kasraian.
Kurdish women. Iran, 1968. Vernochet, J.M.
Francesco Clemente (It. 1952) Lovers (2015)
İçimizde şeytan yok... İçimizde acizlik var, tembellik var. İradesizlik, bilgisizlik ve bunların hepsinden daha korkunç bir şey; hareketleri görmekten kaçma eğilimi var...
Sabahattin Ali
"...Send him some love and light every time you think about him, then drop it..." (Eat, Pray, Love by Elizabeth Gilbert)
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I think about this quote every time I think about people who are no longer in my life.
Your treasure - your perfection - is within you already. But to claim it, you must leave the busy commotion of the mind and abandon the desires of the ego and enter into the silence of the heart.
Eat, Pray, Love by Elizabeth Gilbert
Like you I Iove love, life, the sweet smell of things, the sky-blue landscape of January days. And my blood boils up and I laugh through eyes that have known the buds of tears. I believe the world is beautiful and that poetry, like bread, is for everyone. And that my veins don't end in me but in the unanimous blood of those who struggle for life, love, little things, landscape and bread, the poetry of everyone.
Rouge Dalton
Happiness is the consequence of personal effort. You fight for it, strive for it, insist upon it, and sometimes even travel around the world looking for it. You have to participate relentlessly in the manifestations of your own blessings. And once you have achieved a state of happiness, you must never become lax about maintaining it. You must make a mighty effort to keep swimming upward into that happiness forever, to stay afloat on top of it.
Elizabeth Gilbert, Eat, Pray, Love
This is a good sign, having a broken heart. It means we have tried for something.
Elizabeth Gilbert; Eat, Pray, Love
Nick Brandt, Zimbabwe, 2020
Scenes from the First Intifada uprising in Palestine (1987-1993)
Santa Claus facing off with an IOF soldier in Bethlehem, Palestine, 2017
Gaza, Palestine. Photographed by Sameh Nidal Rahmi, late 2010s
Palestinian girls playing basketball, Palestine, 1958
Palestinian Santa Claus throwing rocks at IOF soldiers, Ramallah, 2017
Persepolis, the ancient Zoroastrian ceremonial center of the Achaemenid Empire, located in Iran
Scanned from Invitation to World Religions: Oxford University Press Textbook