It‘s pretty obvious, but yes, I do own the most beautiful horse.
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It‘s pretty obvious, but yes, I do own the most beautiful horse.
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Birth, death, and frailty in between.
— Ian McEwan,
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Wenn man nicht feste, ruhige Linien am Horizonte seines Lebens hat, Gebirgs- und Waldlinien gleichsam, so wird der innerste Wille des Menschen selber unruhig, zerstreut und begehrlich, wie das Wesen des Städters; er hat kein Glück und gibt kein Glück. Friedrich Nietzsche (Alatsee)
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Photography and poetry aren’t really that different. Both capture the world in one fraction of a second, a snippet of a moment, and preserve a time that never was before, and never will be again. Both are just an artist noticing something that no one else does.
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Snowflakes melting on the pony’s back