Enamelled gold heart locket from the French Napoleonic era by Gabriel-Raoul Morel, Paris, circa 1815.

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Enamelled gold heart locket from the French Napoleonic era by Gabriel-Raoul Morel, Paris, circa 1815.
Shade of the Lotus, Shinobazu Pond - Shiro Kasamatsu, 1956.
Japanese, 1898-1992
Woodblock, 35.5 x 24.5 cm.
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“It is enough for me to be sure that you and I exist at this moment.”
—
Stealers of Light by the Queen of Romania, Edmund Dulac
“Love is that which astonishes you.”
- Rumi [13th century Persian poet]
Howl’s Moving Castle ハウルの動く城 2004 | dir. Hayao Miyazaki
Chronique d'un été (Edgar Morin & Jean Rouch, 1961)
Ho sceso, dandoti il braccio, almeno un milione di scale
e ora che non ci sei è il vuoto ad ogni gradino.
Anche così è stato breve il nostro lungo viaggio.
Il mio dura tuttora, nè più mi occorrono
le coincidenze, le prenotazioni,
le trappole, gli scorni di chi crede
che la realtà sia quella che si vede.
Ho sceso milioni di scale dandoti il braccio
non già perché con quattr'occhi forse si vede di più.
Con te le ho scese perché sapevo che di noi due
le sole vere pupille, sebbene tanto offuscate,
erano le tue.
Alphaville (1965)
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“The entire life of the human soul is mere motions in the shadows. We live in a twilight of consciousness, never in accord with whom we are or think we are.”
— Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet
Smiling calmly when his heart was torn and his insides were bleeding.
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Léon Morin, Priest (1961) dir. Jean-Pierre Melville
“Something is really, really wrong with me.”
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