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" I feel unspeakably lonely. And I feel - drained. It is a blank state of mind and soul I cannot describe to you as I think it would not make any difference. Also it is a very private feeling I have - that of melting into a perpetual nervous breakdown. I am often questioning myself what I further want to do, who I further wish to be; which parts of me, exactly, are still functioning properly. No answers, darling. At all. "

- Anne Sexton (via moaka)

(Source : wordsthat-speak, via englishmajorinrepair)

tamburina:

René Magritte, The Flash, 1959

(via peaceful-hearts)

" I don’t think love is always a huge, cataclysmal emotional event. I think sometimes it sits in front of you for a very long time until you glance over and say, oh, there you are. I don’t think it’s your saving grace. I think it’s the hand that you hold while you save yourself. I don’t think it’s someone who sweeps you off your feet. I think it’s someone who stays right beside you and lets you walk on your own. I don’t think it’s always a blazing but temporary insanity of racing hearts and hormones. I think that’s the love that changes us. The love that should stay with us is the calm, deep, thorough knowing that you want to be with someone despite logical objections. And what may be even more important than anything is that I think you find your own love at the very edges of where other people’s love pushes you. "

" Of course, you never really forget anyone, but you certainly release them. You stop allowing their history to have any meaning for you today. You let them change their haircut, let them move, let them fall in love again. And when you see this person you have let go, you realize that there is no reason to be sad. The person you knew exists somewhere, but you are separated by too much time to reach them again. "

(Source : mathbookair, via maddiee-hutton)

suicideblonde:

Sara Gilbert and Drew Barrymore in Poison Ivy (1992)

(via suicideblonde)

teachingliteracy:

"When I discover who I am, I’ll be free."

Ralph Ellison, Invisible Man

(Source : vintageanchorbooks)

oldroze:

The Intoxication of Winca. 1780–90

Clodion (Claude Michel) (French, Nancy 1738–1814 Paris)

Clodion, whose career spanned the last decades of the ancien régime through the French Revolution and Napoleon’s reign, embraced his era’s taste for antiquity. Sometimes this preference is more apparent in his choice of theme than in his style. While often Neoclassical, his manner at times remained quite Rococo, as in the present example. Although Clodion received a number of important commissions for monumental marble sculptures, his fame and popularity rested on his skill at modeling small-scale terracotta groups for private collectors. 

The seeming spontaneity of this composition, a rapturous embrace, in which it appears that the senses are totally abandoned, was achieved only after much meditation. This work is one of the most minutely studied of all the Bacchic orgies that were Clodion’s specialty. The front and back show deliberate adjustments of angles, openings, and masses, all checked and balanced as the model passed under his fingers on his trestle table. 

Clodion was deeply steeped in the imagery of Greek and Roman art, but the deliciously charged rhythms seen here are entirely his own. He made such works for connoisseurs during his stay in Rome from 1762 to 1771, but this group is so highly evolved that it may date to the 1780s.

(via ancient-serpent)

Claude Monet

Roses (Les Roses) (1925–26)

(Source : bofransson, via ass-magic)