Bust of Medusa by Daniele Danko Angelozzi, 2020.
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Why struggle to open a door between us when the whole wall is an illusion?
— Rumi
The Lovers - Konstantin Somov
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“The purpose of literature is to turn blood into ink.”
— T. S. Eliot
Poème Maudit - Santiago Caruso
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“Inside my heart is breaking,
My make-up may be flaking,
But my smile, still, stays on!”
― Freddie Mercury
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"Lovers" - by Jarek Puczel (2011)
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You prefer sunset over sunrise, don't you?💥
Altocumulus clouds & sunset at 30.000ft by Nathan Province
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📷:DapperLou.
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Good morning💛🌻 - by Tom Lovell (1909-1997)
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Wild hearts
don’t break;
they burn.
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“Lilac Cloud” — Catherine Ilyushkina
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Date don’t change facts
თარიღები ფაქტებს არ ცვლის
Copywriter: Lasha Schrute Milorava
Design: Takaka Abramia
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Medusa
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“You’re beautiful, but you’re empty…One couldn’t die for you. Of course, an ordinary passerby would think my rose looked just like you. But my rose, all on her own, is more important than all of you together, since she’s the one I’ve watered. Since she’s the one I put under glass, since she’s the one I sheltered behind the screen. Since she’s the one for whom I killed the caterpillars (except the two or three butterflies). Since she’s the one I listened to when she complained, or when she boasted, or even sometimes when she said nothing at all. Since she’s my rose.”
― Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince
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“You're not Dostoevsky,' said the citizeness, who was getting muddled by Koroviev. Well, who knows, who knows,' he replied.
'Dostoevsky's dead,' said the citizeness, but somehow not very confidently.
'I protest!' Behemoth exclaimed hotly. 'Dostoevsky is immortal!”
― Mikhail Bulgakov, The Master and Margarita
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ძალიან თბილი გვერდია :)
გამიხარდი.
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You just need to be alone for a while. Untill you feel…yourself again.
— In Your Eyes
Artist: Nester Formentera
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