petrichour:

“I read once that the ancient Egyptians had fifty words for sand and the Eskimos had a hundred words for snow. I wish I had a thousand words for love, but all that comes to mind is the way you move against me while you sleep and there are no words for that.”

— Brian Andreas, Story People

violentwavesofemotion:

Anne Sexton, from The Complete Poems; “The Death Baby,” written c. 1970

dolm:

Russia. Moscow. The Bolchoi theater. Lighting rehearsal before ballet performance. 1994. Gueorgui Pinkhassov.

sideeffectsinclude:

Susan Sontag, As Consciousness Is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks, 1964-1980

thewoodbetween:

“Spring" (detail), 1978, Andrew Wyeth.

sideeffectsinclude:

Susan Sontag, As Consciousness Is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks, 1964-1980

endless-unfolding:

Rebecca Solnit, from A Field Guide to Getting Lost

mashamorevna:

“I didn’t know that the war was still inside you, that there was a war to begin with, that once it enters you it never leaves—but merely echoes”

— Ocean Vuong, “A Letter to My Mother that She Will Never Read ” (via bulgakeov)

imagesfromitsnicethat:

Igor Pjörrt’s intimate portraiture is rooted in astronomy and celestial ideas (NSFW) (see more)

artsdrug:

Nylon Guys Japan, October 2018

serpientes:

Eddie Klint by Willy Vanderperre; “Les Enfants Sauvages”; Pop Magazine FW06

michaelmoonsbookshop:

Flower Fairies  Illustrations from a poem by Philip Bourke Marston

Publ 1888

inthemoodtolove:

Mùi du du xanh (Tran Anh Hung, 1993)

coelacance:

the scent of green papaya (tran anh hung, 1993)