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"There’s a spring inside me that’s broken."
- Jean-Paul Sartre, Nausea (via violentwavesofemotion)
James Abbott McNeill Whistler
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Gertrude Stein, 1937 | Source
Letterhead of the late-poet Gertrude Stein. The ring of text reads “Rose is a rose is a rose is a rose” and is a famous line from her poem, Sacred Emily.
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"You went away the night flooded with horses red and black ones coffee-colored ones and one that was white entirely white. The moon had covered your hair with golden leaves I took them secretly placed them beneath my pillow I didn’t go to bed I undressed your shadow. I didn’t say a word."
- Yannis Ritsos, The Shadow Of Birds (via violentwavesofemotion)
"I felt like lying down by the side of the trail and remembering it all. The woods do that to you, they always look familiar, long lost, like the face of a long-dead relative, like an old dream, like a piece of forgotten song drifting across the water, most of all like golden eternities of past childhood or past manhood and all the living and the dying and the heartbreak that went on a million years ago and the clouds as they pass overhead seem to testify (by their own lonesome familiarity) to this feeling. Ecstacy, even, I felt, with flashes of sudden remembrance, and feeling sweaty and drowsy I felt like sleeping and dreaming in the grass."
- Jack Kerouac, The Dharma Bums (via rabbitinthemoon)
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bill callahan- too many birds
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