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jenny slate / red white & royal blue by casey mcquiston
—When you love a person, there’s always a tiny part of you that’s terrified that one day you’re gonna lose them. And I think that your father’s so scared of that emotion that… he stops himself feeling anything at all. But you have to let the people you love know that you love them, even if it causes you a great deal of pain.
—Why? It sounds awful.
—Because you’re alive.
Le Beau Mariage. Dir. Éric Rohmer. 1982.
resilience is not sustainable we are not supposed to endure life we are supposed to live it
James Baldwin, If Beale Street Could Talk
Anaïs Nin, The Early Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1923–1927
I will wait for you while you finish eating, if everybody else leaves I will wait while you tie your shoelace or fill up the bottle, if you are walking slow I'll hold my hand out and wait for you to catch up.
This is me loving you softly.
Love seeing women with bare faces, short fingernails, practical shoes, comfortable clothing, a full plate, a toothy grin, a relaxed posture. Love love love seeing women comfortable and happy and unselfconscious.
Virginia Woolf’s working table, photographed by Gisèle Freund (1965)
i have 2 phDs in psychoanalyzing my mother
Paavo Haavikko, tr. by Herbert Lomas, from Contemporary Finnish Poetry; “The Short Year”
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my fave thing about being alive is that there is nothing that cannot be learned. tapestry weaving, astrophysics, swimming. music, theremin, singing. cutting your own hair, dancing, quantum mathematics. sewing, philosophy, social skills. knowledge is divine, but sharing it is human !!!
Hayley Willaims, Roses/Lotus/Violet/Iris
Pablo Picasso. Fleur: Étude pour Le Chant des Fleuves XVI
I used to think communication was the key until I realized comprehension is. You can communicate all you want with someone but if they don’t understand you, its silent chaos.