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Inexorable thirst for knowledge
The soul comes into the world a perfect blank; it has no idea, but it has a thirst for knowledge, and perhaps its first violations are put forth to obtain it.
-G-I-R-L-S-
Took this picture of two lovely friends of mine, one of the last days I spent in my hometown. Looking at this now makes me feel warm and honored; because even if it was just for a second, even if it was just for the time of a picture, I’ve been part of something so big and beautiful as their love. - Palermo, Italy January 5. 2015.
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I’ll sit up at night and i’ll think about it all day. I don’t know what to do or what to say to you anymore but i know how i feel. I realise that they don’t know. If i tell them it means it’s real and it’s happening.
I’m the fucking woman.
Maybe it’s for the best though. You seemed happier before you knew me.
Louis Zamperini- showing how love prevails all whilst he stands kissing his childhood sweetheart after being a prisoner of WWII.
Walt Whitman, A Glimpse
A glimpse through an interstice caught, Of a crowd of workmen and drivers in a bar-room around the stove late of a winter night, and I unremark’d seated in a corner, Of a youth who loves me and whom I love, silently approaching and seating himself near, that he may hold me by the hand, A long while amid the noises of coming and going, of drinking and oath and smutty jest, There we two, content, happy in being together, speaking little, perhaps not a word
I’ll always remember how you took my breath away the first time we met.
Richard Yates, Revolutionary Road
No one forgets the truth; they just get better at lying.
Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass
I am larger, better than I thought; I did not know I held so much goodness. All seems beautiful to me. Whoever denies me, it shall not trouble me; Whoever accepts me, he or she shall be blessed, and shall bless me.
The Alaska Line (Farwest Lithograph and Printing Co. Seattle, c.1930)