Scorpions of the Mind

I want to believe in better things

[lesbianarthistory]

Jenna Gribbon – Riding Above Ground, with You (2020)

[amanatsumikan]

[engulfes]

Rest Your Head, Malcolm T. Liepke (USA, b. 1953)

[andtenderness-deactivated202601]

“We’re each of us alone, to be sure. What can you do but hold your hand out in the dark?”

— Ursula K. Le Guin, from “Nine Lives”, in The Wind’s Twelve Quarters (via antigonick)

[yourbunkmatebob]

[quotemadness]

Forgive me, for all the things I did but mostly for the ones that I did not.

Donna Tartt (via quotemadness)

[ryebreadgf]

then the feeling moves on. it does not collapse; it is not whisked away. it simply moves on, like a train that stops at a small country station, stands for a while, and then continues out of sight. - michael cunningham, the hours

[sarastudyingstuff-blog]

“Men have had every advantage of us in telling their own story. Education has been theirs in so much higher a degree; the pen has been in their hands.”

-Jane Austen, Persuasion, throwing down some fucking truth about women in literature (and the lack thereof)

[homietwt]

[oblivion-soave]

Dalila Carmo, 1996, New York

[kafk-a]

Deborah Levy

[98kmh]

“They are not brave, the days when we are twenty-one. They are full of little cowardices, little fears without foundation, and one is so easily bruised, so swiftly wounded.”

— Daphne du Maurier, Rebecca

[petalier]

@WeHeartIt /entry/208086331

[ylajalii]

when fleabag said love isn’t something weak people do and i want someone to tell me how to live my life because so far i think ive been getting it wrong and women are born with pain built in and people are all we’ve got and the only person i’d run through an airport for is you and i love you it’ll pass and i think you know how to love better than any of us that’s why you find it all so painful

[hellanne]

[slanting-deactivated20161226]

An Oxford student looking through a book on sale England, 1950

[fliesintheattic-deactivated2020]

“You had a sensitive nervous system. You had an enhanced reaction to reality. You were very affectionate. You appreciated things. You appreciated them more than other people. You practically went into trances of rapture. You wanted the world to be better than it was.”

— Margaret Atwood, from Moral Disorder and Other Stories; “The Headless Horseman,” (via violentwavesofemotion)