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“What is the meaning of life? That was all—a simple question; one that tended to close in on one with years. The great revelation had never come. The great revelation perhaps never did come. Instead there were little daily miracles, illuminations, matches struck unexpectedly in the dark...” V.W.

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I just wanna sit by the sea and listen to the sound of waves

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Musée Jacquemart-André

Photo by me

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Vincent van Gogh, The Complete Letters (“The sadness will last forever”)

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breathe in, breathe out | isabelle bertolini

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Anna Karina in Pierrot Le Fou directed by Jean Luc Godard, 1965

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Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet, 10 [28], 1.12.1931 (trans. Margaret Jull Costa)

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Visit Original Link

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At the Metropolitan Museum of Art

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Dvořák’s autograph of Jirka’s aria in Act One Já ubohej ovcácek from the opera Čert a Káča (The Devil and Kate), Op. 112; dated June 26, 1899.

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untitled by moniko moniko on Flickr.

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—we find beauty not in the thing itself but in the patterns of shadows, the light and the darkness, that one thing against another creates.

Jun'ichirō Tanizaki, In Praise of Shadows (trans. Thomas Harper and Edward Seidensticker)

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Breakfast at Tiffany’s (1961)