Jane Austen — Pride and Prejudice
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Jane Austen — Pride and Prejudice
Albert Camus, from a letter to María Casares featured in Correspondance, 1944-1959
this is so cool!!
Made this for my darkroom class. A little messy, looks like he's stumbling over his feet
People sleep and sleep... Even in Moscow? Oh, Moscow sleeps most of all! There are so many floors. So far from the ground. For example, a rooster starts to crow. How will you hear it if you are on the tenth floor? ТРИ ТОПОЛЯ НА ПЛЮЩИХЕ (Three Poplars at Plyuschikha) 1968 | dir. Tatiana Lioznova
Why should we say goodbye? ТРИ ТОПОЛЯ НА ПЛЮЩИХЕ (Three Poplars at Plyuschikha) 1968 | dir. Tatiana Lioznova
Let the trees remind you that growth takes time ⋆˚࿔
oh, i am finally old enough to know why my parents took so long to grab their coats. why they would ask us to get ready to go only to sit down for another round of coffee. what would i tell myself, at 10 years old? it’s okay. sit down with them too. take in the extra hour with your friend and her family. when you get home, write down every moment in your diary. one day you will be older and you will be waving goodbye to your best friend, and you will turn the key to start your beat up little car engine, and you will look back over your shoulder. her hair will be blowing in the wind and she will be beautiful and you will be, for a moment, struck by all of it. what you will feel is so wide and nameless that it will engulf you. and you will think of being 14 and kicking her under the table in math every time you wanted to whisper something behind the teacher’s back. you will think about how long the days felt, and how you could hold her hand whenever you wished, but you didn’t. and you will think about all of the people you could have lingered with. and you will wish, more than you have ever felt a wish, that the universe just gave you that - more time to linger. more time to say - i love you. i know i need to leave, but i don’t want to leave you. and when i go, i am leaving a piece of my heart that lingers too.
one more round of coffee. the days are so short, and you are so lovely.
— Mikko Harvey, from For M (via lunamonchtuna)
I don't see enough people mourning over the slow death of physical media. And I don't just mean TV shows, video games, or movies--which don't even get me started about how we don't really 'own' anything anymore. It includes notes, journals, and letters to one another...so much of our history is lost when we lose a password, a website goes down, a file/hardware is corrupted, or a platform disappears. History that doesn't seem important until you no longer have access to it. Physical media does a lot for memory recall. How many memories will we lose because we don't have something tangible to tie it back to? Something to hold in our hands and stir up those memories we thought were once lost? Sometimes I wonder what the difference between burning a book and losing access to physical media is when someone can pull the plug and remove your access so easily.
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