To avoid the infectious banality of the world

Mademoiselle Vert - "He smiled at me — oh so calmly, terribly — and said: “Why don’t you get out of the rain?" My less pretentious blog: Madame Vert

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Chelsea Wolfe I My Mother Was The Moon (Cover)

Fallen from my web I have landed in the stream Been drifting on a while or forever so it seems My mother cries above me ‘you have left this world too soon’ If I were a spider and my mother was the moon

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Enoki Toshiyuki  aka 榎俊幸 aka Toshiyuki Enoki aka 榎木利行 (Japanese, b. 1961, Tokyo, Japan) - Black Cat paintings

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There shall be swallows bringing back the spring Over the long blue meadows of the sea,

Sara Teasdale, from Sappho in “The Collected Poems Of Sara Teasdale” (via adrasteiax)

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Peder Balke (Norwegian, 1804 - 1887)

Boat and birds, 1872                                                                        

Oil on panel10 x 13 cm

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To know your body’s limits–that’s the true psychology. But it doesn’t matter anyway. We don’t have time to be ourselves. We only have time to be happy.

Albert Camus; La Mort Heureuse

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People do not see you, / They invent you and accuse you.

Hélène Cixous, from The Selected Plays of Hélène Cixous; “The Perjured City,”

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Jan Willem van Welzenis | Tumblr.

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My father taught me wherever you are, always be looking for a   way out: this opening or that one. Or a question. Sharp enough to slice a hole      for you to slip through.

Jenny Xie, from “Zuihitsu”

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Feng Xiao-Min (Chinese/French, b. 1959), Composition N°01-08-03, 2003. Acrylic on paper laid down on canvas, 60 x 73 cm.

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REBLOG IF NAZIS OFFEND YOU MORE THAN NIPPLES.

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Everyone to staff: fix it

Staff:

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Apparently @staff marked this as explicit. I guess they don’t want people criticizing their policies.

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April 6, 1980 Sometimes, if bitterness was a whetstone, I could be sharp as grief.

Audre Lorde, The Cancer Journals

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Nobuyoshi Araki