wolves and women.

[theguiseofgentlewords]

From Something I Abandoned a Long Time Ago

[everydaylouie]

summer nights

[soundcarvings]

you know what is missing from modern writing? The spirit of adventure. It’s mostly all neurotic psychoanalysis. Trying too hard to be vague. Not admitting that you just want to write about yourself, which is very dangerous. No care for lyricism in the work. No sense of adventure because all of these MFA holders are over educated and under experienced.

[vintagewildlife]

North American black bear By: Bullaty Lomeo From: Wild, Wild World of Animals: Bears and Other Carnivores 1976

[headlightsforever]

Praise the moment when our grief becomes a window, when we can see what we could not see before.

Andrea Gibson

[diabolicjoy]

‘A spotted flycatcher pair nesting in the palm of a statue’ (by Zsolt Semperger, original post here)

[photographyartgallery]

Arno Rafael Minkkinen

[nadielle]

"As the moon sheds light in fading grace, So too I wane, longing for his embrace. "

— Luffina Lourduraj.

[petaltexturedskies]

I want to talk about everything with you, everything, even the main thing, whenever I like; and you, for your part, must hide nothing from me. I want to talk about everything with at least one person as I would with myself.

Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Idiot

[mournfulroses]

María Casares, from a letter to Albert Camus, featured in Correspondance, 1944-1959

[mevil]

my beautiful wife that is scared of a closed window at night

[slitherpunk]

[birdyaviary]

[yan-wo]

Thousands of torches are placed in terraced fields by villagers during a local festival praying for good harvest at Guilin, Guangxi Zhuang Autonomous Region, China, on June 3, 2017. Stringer

[wordshaveteeth]

I held the broken pieces of myself together inside my clothes, inside my skin.

- Donal Ryan, heart, be at peace

[sorrrowfull]

[theoptia]

Hélène Cixous, from The Book of Promethea

Text ID: she has been tormented, she burns to write something, gentle warmth emanates from her whole body, but still nothing comes of it.

[tobiasforms]

[1five1two]

Maysey Craddock.