sara

[smokefalls]

I thought of how the world can be anything and how sad it is that it’s this.

Nana Kwame Adjei-Brenyah, Chain-Gang All-Stars

[mimilicious92]

[jp]

[weltenwellen]

Simone Weil, tr. by Richard Rees, First and Last Notebooks

[389]

[flowerytale]

Emily Dickinson, from a letter to Mary Bowles (about December 1858)

[drowsydrunk]

                                                           MOOD: IV

[primulaceas]

Mary Oliver, "Evidence." Devotions

[sweetestsecrets]

“From tiny experiences we build cathedrals.”

— Orhan Pamuk, The Art of Fiction No. 187 (via theparisreview)

[pacifist-stephania]

Inconnue

[omny-at]

“عشرةُ آلافِ غدٍ خرجَتْ مِن حياتي البارحة و مازلتُ أقول غدًا. غدًا تأتي الغيمة و تبللُ القلبَ المعطوب.”

— رياض الصالح الحسين (via omny-at)

[tkkatherineblog]

Inst @johnpawson

[letaobloquista]

Old Portugal, Eduardo Gajeiro

[zarathustra-would-be-proud]

[internationalemeteorologie]

Henri Harpignies

Clair de lune (Moonlight). 1889, oil on canvas, 111 x 85 cm. Montreal Museum of Fine Arts, Canada 

[m7madsmiry]

Messages left behind on the walls of one of Aleppo’s destroyed buildings “One day, we will return.”

[noxfugit]

elektra by Sophokles trans. Anne Carson

[image ID: Yet you run yourself out in a grief with no cure, no time limit, no measure. It is a knot no one can untie. Why are you so in love with things unbearable?]