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fymodernflapper : > Flatiron Building, New York. By Edward Steichen. (1904)
an ongoing compilation : granddaughters of the witches
“stay is a sensitive word. we wear who stayed and who left in our skin forever.” - nayyirah waheed, from “salt”
litverve : >> “The world does not need words. It articulates itself in >> sunlight, leaves, and shadows. The stones on the path are no less >> real for lying u...
apieceofstrange90 : >> “Man’s ultimate concern must be expressed symbolically, >> because symbolic language alone is able to express the >> ultimate.” > > — P...
memoryslandscape : >> “August sun swollen gold with the old of summer honey combs the >> trees” > > — GREG SELLERS, haiku journal entry, 26 August 2018
icelikevinyl : >> “The great revelation had never come. The great revelation >> perhaps never did come. Instead there were little daily miracles, >> illuminations, ...
everythingfox : > Gasps and Silences > // > Karen Cantú
loumargi : > Adam Elsheimer - The Flight into Egypt, detail
airwalker : >> “Children know by instinct that hell is an absence of love, and >> they can pick out theirs without missing.” > > — Flannery O'Connor (via air...
dame-de-pique : > Joseph F. Reiff - Partial Eclipse of the Moon, 1880s >
“But how mortal I am. How earthly love penetrates me.” - Clarice Lispector, from An Apprenticeship, or The Book of Delights (via luthienne )
unlovely-creature : >> “It is spring, and the night wind is moist with the smell of >> turned loam and the early flowers; the moon pours out its beauty >> whic...
lush-retina : >> “As for me, I see both the beauty and the dark side of things; >> the loveliness of cornfields and full sails, but the ruin as well. >> And ...
“ is and becomes what it remembers.” - PLOTINUS, from The Enneads, ed. Lloyd P. Gerson (Cambridge University Press, 2018)
clawmarks : > Jugend: Münchner illustrierte Wochenschrift für Kunst und Leben - > 1906, Band 2 - via University of Heidelberg >
dk-thrive : > How strange it is. We have these deep terrible lingering fears about > ourselves and the people we love. Yet we walk around, talk to > people, eat and ...
“Hiding is a way of staying alive. Hiding is a way of holding ourselves until we are ready to come into the light. Even hiding the truth from ourselves can be a way to come to what we need in o...
goodmemory : > From the series “Walking in the Invisible City” © Jewgeni > Roppel >