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Marilyn Monroe photographed by Andre de Dienes on Tobay Beach, New York, 1949.
Marilyn Monroe in her Amagansett home, in New York, 1957. Photo by Sam Shaw.
Marilyn Monroe during her handprint cerimony at the Grauman’s Chinese Theatre, Hollywood, 1953.
Marilyn Monroe photographed by Andre de Dienes at the Hotel Bel-Air, Los Angeles, California, 1953.
Marilyn Monroe as Jean Harlow for a photoshoot with Richard Avedon, 1958
Anne Sexton, from A Self-Portrait in Letters
Marilyn Monroe during a press conference held at the house of her lawyer in New York, on January 7th, 1955.
jane eyre is the best book i've ever read it in my life.
Marilyn Monroe on the set of “Désirée” in 1954. Photo by Dennis Stock.
mine pics, don't use this
“She seemed fragile like a moonflower – destined to bloom for a single lovely night, and then to fade and fall.”
— Juliet Marillier, Wildwood Dancing
Ao verme que primeiro roeu as frias carnes do meu cadáver
dedico como saudosa lembrança estas memórias póstumas.
— Memórias Póstumas de Brás Cubas, Machado de Assis.
De tudo, ao meu amor serei atento
Antes, e com tal zelo, e sempre, e tanto
Que mesmo em face do maior encanto
Dele se encante mais meu pensamento.
Quero vivê-lo em cada vão momento
E em louvor hei de espalhar meu canto
E rir meu riso e derramar meu pranto
Ao seu pesar ou seu contentamento.
E assim, quando mais tarde me procure
Quem sabe a morte, angústia de quem vive
Quem sabe a solidão, fim de quem ama
Eu possa me dizer do amor (que tive):
Que não seja imortal, posto que é chama
Mas que seja infinito enquanto dure.
— Soneto de Fidelidade, Vinicius de Moraes.
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she adores pink lagoons that got dainty swans; she dreams of dancing with them, in paris, on june she got an elegant rhythm and graceful penché; she is staring at cygnes to follow their sequences