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Jun. 22nd, 2011

lips

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Surround me like a warm bath
Sum me up like an epitaph
Be blatant as a bailiff
I want my lips to blister when we kiss

Wild Beasts, Bed of Nails
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Jun. 5th, 2011

tintoretto

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'When I am working on a problem, I never think about beauty. I think only how to solve the problem. But when I have finished, if the solution is not beautiful, I know it is wrong.'

— R. Buckminster Fuller
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window

The power of silence

'Ask yourself if what you are about to say would be an improvement on silence.'

— Baba Hari Dass
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books

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'This is an important book, the critic assumes, because it deals with war. This is an insignificant book because it deals with the feelings of women in a drawing-room.'

— Virginia Woolf (thanks to oursin)
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May. 28th, 2011

tintoretto

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'Movement never lies. It is a barometer telling the state of the soul's weather to all who can read it.'

— Martha Graham.
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May. 22nd, 2011

i'll tell you a secret

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'Permit the words to lead you to the heart words come from.'

Ghost Light, Joseph O'Connor
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May. 8th, 2011

red peony

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There is no way to happiness. Happiness is the way.

— Thich Nhat Hanh
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May. 1st, 2011

red peony

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'Work honestly
meditate every day
meet people without fear
and play.'

— Baba Hari Dass
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Apr. 16th, 2011

lips

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We're catching bullets in our teeth
It's hard to do but they're so sweet
And if they take a couple out
We try to work things out
We're catching bullets with our
Heads and hearts and all the darkest parts of us
It's strange to find such light
In such endless night

— Tunng, Bullets
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Apr. 8th, 2011

plant shadows

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... Do I need

To spell it out? Is it possible
That none of you can understand?

— Tom Paulin, 'Where Art is a Midwife'
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Apr. 6th, 2011

tintoretto

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'I see it all perfectly; there are two possible situations - one can either do this or that. My honest opinion and my friendly advice is this: do it or do not do it - you will regret both.'

— Soren Kierkegaard
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Apr. 2nd, 2011

birds on a wire

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If I could have it back
All the time that we wasted
I'd only waste it again
If I could have it back
You know I'd love to waste it again
Waste it again and again and again

— Arcade Fire, The Suburbs (continued)
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Mar. 28th, 2011

plant shadows

Ready to start

If the businessmen drink my blood
like the kids in art school said they would
then I guess I'll just begin again.
You say, can we still be friends?

If I was scared, I would
and if I was bored, you know I would
and if I was yours - but I'm not. More lyrics...Collapse )

— Arcade Fire, Ready to Start
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Mar. 12th, 2011

lips

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Oh she was a rare thing, fine as a bee's wing
So fine a breath of wind might blow her away
She was a lost child, oh she was running wild
She said "As long as there's no price on love, I'll stay.
And you wouldn't want me any other way"
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Mar. 7th, 2011

i'll tell you a secret

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'Too much of anything
is never enough
Too much of everything
is never enough'

— Pet Shop Boys
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Feb. 28th, 2011

red peony

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'And I urge you to notice when you are happy, and exclaim or murmur or think at some point, 'If this isn't nice, I don't know what is.'

— Kurt Vonnegut
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lips

(no subject)

I would like to speak in front
Of myself with all my ears alive
And find out what it is I want.

— WS Graham
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Jan. 21st, 2011

red peony

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'The least of things with a meaning is worth more in life than the greatest of things without it.'

— Carl Jung
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Mar. 22nd, 2010

tintoretto

James Fenton

It is not your memories which haunt you.
It is not what you have written down.
It is what you have forgotten, what you must forget.
What you must go on forgetting all your life.

— James Fenton, 'A German Requiem'
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Mar. 17th, 2010

red peony

Piñata

'This afternoon she discovered my birth date had just passed. She is filing old documents, the birth certificate applications and so forth, now that the flurry of typing is done. She seemed hurt. "A man turns thirty years, that's important," she scolded, "and to think I sat here and knew nought of it, all the day long."

I didn't say what Frida would have. That you can't really know the person standing before you, because always there is some missing piece: the birthday like an invisible piñata hanging great and silent over his head, as he stands in his slippers boiling the water for coffee. The scarred, shrunken leg hidden under a green silk dress. A wife and son back in France. Something you never knew. That is the heart of the story.'

— from The Lacuna, Barbara Kingsolver
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