Coucher de Soleil Sur la Mer, Constantin Westchiloff (Russian, 1877–1945)
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Coucher de Soleil Sur la Mer, Constantin Westchiloff (Russian, 1877–1945)
from Yasica, Puerto Plata by JP Infante
in love with emily dickinsons envelope poems
[text id:]
In this short Life
that only lasts an hour
merely
How much - how
little - is
within our
power
Jenny Holzer, Laments: The Knife Cut Runs As Long…, 1988-9.
The knife cut runs as long as it wants. It is through my stomach. I keep looking at it. I have more colors than I would have thought. The hole is large enough for my head. The hole was big enough for their hands to move freely. They put their fingers in because they should not and because they do not get the chance every day.
Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet
“I belong to quick, futile moments of intense feeling. Yes, I belong to moments. Not to people.”
— Virginia Woolf, from Passionate Apprentice: The Early Journals, 1897-1909 (Mariner Books, 1992)
“The trick, I whisper, is to see things before they see you.”
— Margaret Atwood, from Bluebeard’s Egg (via existential-celestial)
Germany  -  Søren Martinsen , 2010
Danish,b.1966-
Oil and acrylic on canvas, 170 x 200 cm.
~ Sally Walker
Bottle Brush Trees
Jian Chong Min
Calling any object I dislike debris regardless of size or purpose
Mountains of Canada, 1984
If you stay with the idea that you are not the body nor the mind, not even their witness, but altogether beyond, your mind will grow in clarity, your desires in purity, your actions in charity, and that inner distillation will take you to another world, a world of truth and fearless love. Resist your old habits of feeling and thinking; keep on telling yourself: "No, not so, it cannot be so; I am not like this, I do not need it, I do not want it", and a day will surely come when the entire structure of error and despair will collapse and the ground will be free for a new life.
~ Nisargadatta Maharaj
Frank Bidart, The Third Hour of the Night