May 2013
We are sun and moon, dear friend; we are sea and land. It is not our purpose to...
– Hermann Hesse, Narcissus and Goldmund (via naranjitoo)
The universe is made up of experiences that are designed to burn out your...
– (via lola-a-soul-traveler)
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Come over the hills and far with me
And be my love in the rain.
– Robert Frost, Complete Poems Of Robert Frost (via serialstranger)
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True, I talk of dreams,
Which are the children of an idle brain,
Begot of...
– Shakespeare (via mirroir)
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That’s what art does, that’s what it’s for — to show you that what you think can...
– A fine addition to history’s finest definitions of art from Greil Marcus’s fantastic 2013 SVA commencement address on how the division of high vs. low robs art of its essence. (via explore-blog)
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There are possibilities for me, certainly, but under what stone do they lie?
– Franz Kafka, Diaries (1914) (via hiems-aeterna)
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Little you know of the subtle electric fire that for your sake is playing within...
– Walt Whitman, Complete Poems (via crocket)
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I don’t know what to do today, help me decide. Should I cut myself open and pour...
– (via journalofanobody)
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I want in fact more of you. In my mind I am dressing you with light; I am...
– Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena (via kafkaesque-world)