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Christian Schloe (2014) / Celine Sciamma (2019)

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when Lemony Snicket wrote βI will love you if I never see you again, and I will love you if I see you everydayβ that hurt me
Full paragraph hurts even more.
β (β¦) I will love you as we find ourselves farther and farther from one another, where once we were so closeβ¦ I will love you until your face is fogged by distant memory. I will love you no matter where you go and who you see, I will love you if you donβt marry me. I will love you if you marry someone else and I will love you if you never marry at all, and spend your years wishing you had married me after all. That is how I will love you even as the world goes on its wicked way.β
life is in a higher resolution than weβll ever be able to see

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day 2! i went to germany a few years back, and this picture reminded me of some of the lovely cathedrals there! the gilded scriptures and ceiling murals make my heart soar and i canβt wait to grow up, travel the world and spend hours admiring the beautiful architecture.
βYou have to meet people where they are, and sometimes you have to leave them there.β
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Thank god i have tumblr, at least i can talk to myself.
Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec: In Bed, 1892-93

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Adore
You lie asleep beside me, one hand on the pillow and cupped at your mouth, as if to tell a secret.As if you might say in your sleep what you could never find words for awake.Or as if you called across a din of other voices, or the howl of empty space. Calling
because there are no bells to strike the hours where we live. And I must know when to kneel and when to rise. What to praise and what to curse. I must know how to bless and how to receive blessing.
One hand on your pillow and cupped at your mouth, as if you spoke a word you'd kept to yourself all day, waiting for your most unguarded moment to say, a thought meant for me, meant to be shared between us this way, sealed this way, a secret no voice can carry without destroying, a word without carriage, except conveyed in the peace of your body and face,
a word born out of your deepest rest, a word which only my own deepest breathing and happiest rest beside you, face to face, free of thinking, can sustain.
Maybe you had to be asleep to say what you knew to be true. Or what you had to say you might not could bear to hear, and so you must say so softly I must close my eyes, I must turn inward, to where you've made a room and a bed inside me, to receive it.
You say: We cannot look upon Love's face without dying. So we face each other to see Love's look. And thus third-person souls suddenly stand at gaze and the lover and the beloved, second- and first-persons, You and I, eye to eye, are born. But such refraction, multiplying gazes, strews Love's eye upon the objects of the world, as upon the objects of our room.
My brush, hairpin, mirror, book, your loving look finds each of these things lovable, I can see. Things by any other measure poor, your look crowns to make them your heartβs royalty. Face, blush, breath, eyes, evanescent, pledged to death, nowhere stored, Loveβs look gathers within its fondling to adore.
This strewing and gathering of Loveβs face, of Loveβs gaze, and only this, begun in deathβs audience, is the founding action, call it the fundamental paradiseβ¦did I say paradise? I meant paradoxβ¦the fundamental paradox of the breaths we breathe, the thoughts we witness, the kisses we exchange, and every poem you write.
Β - Li-Young Lee (From The Undressing: Poems)
Li-Young Lee, from βAdoreβ, The Undressing: Poems
How can you live without stars? What keeps you from thinking about yourself all the time?
Ned Vizzini, The Other Normals (via quotespile)
Art attracts us only by what it reveals of our most secret self
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Velimir Khlebnikov, from βAn Oak Tree in Persiaβ,Β Collected Works, Vol. 3: Selected Poems, tr. by Paul Schmidt