Ottobre 2011
72 post
“You can only perceive real beauty in a person as they get older.”
– Anouk Aimee (via eloquentandhonest)
rogerconiglio:
“Adoratrici di Majakovskij!” ma questa è davvero una dinastia di regine salite al cuore d’un pazzo.
До́ктор Жива́го ♥
seicentotredicitristezze:
“ma che begli occhi che hai, chissà come mi vedi bene.”
Guardapaintedjournal:
Midnight in Paris (2011) opening
“When you compare the sorrows of real life to the pleasures of the imaginary one,...”
– Alexandre Dumas, The Count of Monte Cristo. (via raspberrypie-)
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The garden of love
I went to the Garden of Love, And saw what I never had seen; A Chapel was built in the midst, Where I used to play on the green. And the gates of this Chapel were shut, And ‘Thou shalt not’ writ over the door; So I turned to the Garden of Love That so many sweet flowers bore. And I saw it was filled with graves, And tombstones where flowers should be; And priests in black gowns were walking...
“How wonderful to be alive, he thought. But why does it always hurt?”
– Boris Pasternak (via girlinlondon)
“La lettura è solitudine. Si legge da soli anche quando si è in due.”
– Italo Calvino
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Ode alla vita.
Lentamente muore chi diventa schiavo dell’abitudine, ripetendo ogni giorno gli stessi percorsi, chi non cambia la marca, chi non rischia e cambia colore dei vestiti, chi non parla a chi non conosce. Muore lentamente chi fa della televisione il suo guru. Muore lentamente chi evita una passione, chi preferisce il nero su bianco e i puntini sulle ‘i’ piuttosto che un insieme...
“We’re going to have a strange life.”
– Ernest Hemingway (via thatkindofwoman)
“Sometimes I have the strangest feeling about you. Especially when you are near...”
– - Charlotte Brontë, ‘Jane Eyre’
eyecandyfeast
(via nomoredramas)
“That afternoon lapsed in peace and harmony; and in the evening Bessie told me...”
– Jane Eyre, end of chapter IV (via catiti)
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“Seeing is limited by two borders: strong light, which blinds, and total...”
– Milan Kundera (via untaintedtruths) 