[89words]

“A quiet that will never Be silenced—”

— John Cross, from “When the Water in the Skin was Gone,” Staring at the Animal (Tupelo Press, 2009)

[bebenod]

“But then it passed, as all things do.”

— Khaled Hosseini, And the Mountains Echoed (via perfectquote)

[freelance-philosopher]

“A thought, even a possibility, can shatter and transform us.”

— Friedrich Nietzsche

[violentwavesofemotion]

“…how I still, sometimes, crave understanding.”

— Mary Oliver, from Long Life: Essays And Other Writings (via violentwavesofemotion)

[flippantsmeagol]

Early this morning. Double exposure of Jupiter and the Moon going into the eclipse.

[requiem-on-water]

Matt Nelson

[haciaelmar]

dimming lights | Olympus OM-1 | Kodak Eastman 250 | 2024

[violentwavesofemotion]

“All my life I wanted there to be something other than words. That’s what I lived for, so that words would have a meaning, so that they would be deeds also…”

—

Albert Camus, from The Possessed: A Play

(via violentwavesofemotion)

[1five1two]

Aleksandr Babarikin.

[luthienne]

“…we can see ourselves turning into memories. We are these memories. As of this moment, we’ll remember each other as we’ll remember a distant world disappearing into a blueness more blue than it used to be. We’ll part in the pitch of longing.”

— Mahmoud Darwish, from Memory for Forgetfulness: August, Beirut, 1982 (tr. Ibrahim Muhawi)

[huariqueje]

[soracities]

“It’s so difficult to speak, so difficult to say things that cannot be said, so silent.”

— Clarice Lispector, excerpt from “As Fast As I Can Type” (April 17, 1971), Too Much of Life: The Complete Crônicas  (trans. Margaret Jull Costa & Robert Patterson)

[limerencs]

“nepenthe”

— (noun), An ancient greek word, nepenthe is defined as a medicine for sorrow. It is a place, person or thing, which can aid in forgetting your pain and suffering.  (via loveage-moondream)

[vanesssaives]

“When I looked around, I saw and heard of none like me. Was I then a monster?”

— Mary Shelley, from Frankenstein

[thomasmartinnutt]

Yoko Ono. A Hole to See the Sky Through, 1971

[violentwavesofemotion]

“…how I still, sometimes, crave understanding.”

— Mary Oliver, from Long Life: Essays And Other Writings (via violentwavesofemotion)

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