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“Your small aches, massive to your soul, insignificant in the eyes of those around you, do you think that God is unaware of them?”
Rainer Maria Rilke in a letter to Lou Andreas-Salomé, published in Rilke and Andreas-Salomé: A Love Story in Letters
— Mary Oliver, Entering the Kingdom
Siena Rain, c. 1960. Bernhard Wübbel. Chromogenic print
“Above all, don’t lie to yourself.”
— Fyodor Dostoevsky
Margaret Atwood, The Blind Assassin
“It takes time to live. Like any work of art, life needs to be thought about.”
— Albert Camus, A Happy Death
Mirror, Andrei Tarkovsky (1975)
“To photograph is to hold one’s breath, when all faculties converge to capture fleeting reality. It’s at that precise moment that mastering an image becomes a great physical and intellectual joy.”
— Henri Cartier-Bresson (via lazypacific)
“A photographer’s main instrument is his eyes. Strange as it may seem, many photographers choose to use the eyes of another photographer, past or present, instead of their own. Those photographers are blind.”
— Manuel Álvarez Bravo [Photographer, b. 1902, Mexico City, d. 2002, Mexico City.] (via optichron)
T Lazy S, Battle Mountain, Nevada, Photo by John Langmore, 2012
“Lost opportunities, lost possibilities, feelings we can never get back. That’s part of what it means to be alive. But inside our heads – at least that’s where I imagine it – there’s a little room where we store those memories. A room like the stacks in this library. And to understand the workings of our own heart we have to keep on making new reference cards. We have to dust things off every once in awhile, let in fresh air, change the water in the flower vases. In other words, you’ll live forever in your own private library.”
— Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore
Edwin Broomer - By the Lakeside, 1930s
“I was looked at, but I wasn’t seen.”
- Albert Camus, The Misunderstanding