are u ever sick w longing. and i don't just mean romantic longing. i mean longing for a place you barely get to see, longing for friends you no longer have, longing for feelings you might have left behind in your childhood, longing for creativity, longing for a rich and more expansive life, longing for less inhibition. longing for more passion. longing for ur life to be so incandescent w something it thaws all the frost in ur bones. are u ever so consumed w it it rends ur heart in two. do u understand me
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Shirley Jackson, We Have Always Lived in the Castle
Vincent van Gogh, Garden at Arles (1888)
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any idea where i could watch Mary & George for free?
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In the war of magic and religion, is magic ultimately the victor? Perhaps priest and magician were once one, but the priest, learning humility in the face of God, discarded the spell for prayer.
— Just Kids, Patti Smith
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And when we went home he was unnaturally quiet and looked at me as if he wanted to convey all he was feeling without words. There was something of us that he saw in the movie but I wasn't certain what. I thought to myself that he contained a whole universe that I had yet to know.
— Just Kids, Patti Smith
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𝙵𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝙽𝚒𝚎𝚝𝚣𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚎, 𝚃𝚑𝚞𝚜 𝚂𝚙𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚉𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊
[𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚙𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝟷𝟾𝟾𝟹]
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Igor Talwiński (detail)
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What could they know of those stars that one by one were going out? I alone was in the confidence of the stars.
— Wind, Sand and Stars by Antoine Saint Exupéry
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illustra; badwater basin in death valley, california
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Nino has something that's eating him inside, like Lila, and it's a gift and a suffering; they aren't content, they never give in, they fear what is happening around them; this man, no, he appears to love every manifestation of life, as if every lived second had an absolute clarity.
— My Brilliant Friend, Elena Ferrante
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I wanted her to be curious, to want at least a little to share my adventure from the outside, to feel she was losing something of me as I always feared losing much of her.
— My Brilliant Friend, Elena Ferrante
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I always caught phrases that seemed to be beautiful and they made me suffer.
— My Brilliant Friend, Elena Ferrante
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Reinhold Nägele (1884 - 1972) - Christmas Tree. 1934. Tempera on cardboard.
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Oscar Wilde, from “Madonna Mia” originally wr. 1881
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