to the point, with vigor

"It was sad; only his echo disagreed with him."

[bienenkiste]

“Wendy, I’m Home”. Photographed by Dorian Ulisses for Vogue.it

[myeyesarefull]

[soracities]

ph. David Hamilton

[thefugitivesaint]

Edoardo Rubino (1871-1954), ‘Groupe du Pavillon de l'Exposition’, “L’ art décoratif”, 1902 Source

[pivovarovah]

“How to dance in blood and remain sane?”

— Sonia Sanchez, from “6 Haiku,” Morning Haiku (via conceptvals)

[soracities]

Hungry and thirsty for holiness He left the world His own people and himself.

Vasko Popa, excerpt from ‘St. Sava’s Spring’, Collected Poems, 1943-1976 (trans. Anne Pennington)

[munyakare-deactivated20191018]

A woman gestures joyfully at the Manquera Samba School. Rio de Janeiro, Brazil (1980) by Bruno Barbey.

[kafk-a]

Marge Piercy, from If They Come in the Night 

[antigonick]

She was in the carriage, and felt that he had placed her there, that his will and his hands had down it—

Jane Austen, Persuasion

[poisonwasthecure]

Ophelia (detail) Henrietta Rae 1890

[i-alwayslikedstrangecharacters]

“I felt wise and cynical as all hell.”

— Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar.

[jilkos]

Shamel Kendrick by Giovanni Corabi For @theowhitezine Issue 1

[redlipstickresurrected]

Vanessa Stockard (Australian, b. 1975, Sydney, Australia) - Grumpy Cat, 2015  Paintings

[dangered]

by lucaslas

[florizels]

She is neither pink nor pale,    And she never will be all mine; She learned her hands in a fairy-tale,    And her mouth on a valentine.

Edna St. Vincent Millay, Excerpt of Witch-Wife (via cashmerebambi)

[eccefuturum]

Kozaburo - Fall 2018 Menswear

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

Total destruction. Bright light.

Marguerite Duras, tr. by Barbara Bray, from “Destroy, She Said,”

[daddyyankees]

La Dolce Vita (1960), directed by Federico Fellini.