but you should never be embarrassed by your trouble with living, cause it's the ones with the sorest throats who have done the most singing.

detailedart:

Details, part I; Claude Paradin: Devises Héroïques, 1551.

thunderstruck9:
“ Alex Katz (American, b. 1927), Unfamiliar, 2001. Screenprint in colors on 320gsm Hahnemühle paper, 30 x 44 in. (76.2 x 111.76 cm.)
”

thunderstruck9:

Alex Katz (American, b. 1927), Unfamiliar, 2001. Screenprint in colors on 320gsm Hahnemühle paper, 30 x 44 in. (76.2 x 111.76 cm.)

via huariqueje

heteroglossia:

“My brother used to ask the birds to forgive him; that sounds senseless but it is right; for all is like the ocean, all things flow and touch each other; a disturbance in one place is felt at the other end of the world.”

— Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov 

manintolerant:

Eldest sisters r the most oppressed

wordsnquotes:

“The worst thing about moving on is pretending that you’re happy, that you’re free to do whatever you want, that you have more time for achieving your goals. It takes a while to recover from a person you truly loved.”

juansendizon

oberstcult:
“singing about lime trees, secretly contemplating mortal doom: Conor Oberst
”

oberstcult:

singing about lime trees, secretly contemplating mortal doom: Conor Oberst

yesterdaysprint:
“The Bridgeport Post, Connecticut, July 31, 1958
”

yesterdaysprint:

The Bridgeport Post, Connecticut, July 31, 1958

aisu10:

“people   were  staring   at  lucien
because,  i  imagine,  he  was  so
beautiful. i asked him why people
were  always  staring  at  him.  he
said, “they’ve always done that.”
there  was  no  way  to explain it – 
actually, people do stare at lucien.”                                                                                                                             – jack kerouac in a letter to allen ginsberg
alejandrapizarnik-world:
“Alejandra Pizarnik. Aproximaciones. 1956-1960. Poemas no recogidos en libros. [14]
”

alejandrapizarnik-world:

Alejandra Pizarnik. Aproximaciones. 1956-1960. Poemas no recogidos en libros. [14]

thequotejournals:

“I’m not looking for somebody who will whisper sweet nothings into my ear to feed the ravenous ego of my heart. But someone who can look me straight in the eye and say, I love you, whether you fail or fall, just as you are.”

Beau Taplin, The Ego

Theme by Septim