April 23, 2014
Interviewer: Some people say they can't understand your writing, even after they have read it two or three times. What approach would you suggest for them?
William Faulkner: Read it four times.
April 23, 2014
hifas:

People in trees (1964) by Mikola Gnisyuk

hifas:

People in trees (1964) by Mikola Gnisyuk

(via blackmountainmass)

April 23, 2014
"Evil is unspectacular and always human,
And shares our bed and eats at our own table …."

— W.H. Auden, Collected Poetry, 1945 (via fewthistle)

(via spacyy)

April 22, 2014
destroyed-and-abandoned:

The Stone House on Balch Creek: Portland, Oregon
Source: jamzik (flickr)

destroyed-and-abandoned:

The Stone House on Balch Creek: Portland, Oregon

Source: jamzik (flickr)

(via phil0kalia)

April 22, 2014

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April 22, 2014
"Listen: I am ideally happy. My happiness is a kind of challenge. As I wander along the streets and the squares and the paths by the canal, absently sensing the lips of dampness through my worn soles, I carry proudly my ineffable happiness. The centuries will roll by, and schoolboys will yawn over the history of our upheavals; everything will pass, but my happiness, dear, my happiness will remain, in the moist reflection of a streetlamp, in the cautious bend of stone steps that descend into the canal’s black waters, in the smiles of a dancing couple, in everything with which God so generously surrounds human lonliness."

Vladimir Nabokov, A Letter That Never Reached Russia (via larmoyante)

(via sacrificial-idealist)

(via sacrificial-idealist)

April 22, 2014
nevver:

J. Robert Oppenheimer

nevver:

J. Robert Oppenheimer

(Source: twitter.com, via syntaxandsemantics)

April 21, 2014
"The most merciful thing in the world, I think, is the inability of the human mind to correlate all its contents. We live on a placid island of ignorance in the midst of black seas of infinity, and it was not meant that we should voyage far."

— HP Lovecraft (via journalofanobody)

(via eclektic)

April 21, 2014
portermoto:

workman:
Jirasak Plaboothong | Form is Void

portermoto:

workman:

Jirasak Plaboothong | Form is Void

(Source: rrrick, via indigenousdialogues)

April 21, 2014
"I’ll tell you right now, the doors to the world of the wild self are few but precious. If you have a deep scar, that is a door; if you have an old, old story, that is a door. If you love the sky and the water so much that you almost cannot bear it, that is a door. If you yearn for a deeper life, a full life, a sane life, that is a door."

— Clarissa Pinkola Estés (via hefted)

(via closetpoesie)

April 21, 2014
the-hulot-universe:

“I love dreams, even when they’re nightmares, which is usually the case. My dreams are full of the same obstacles, but it doesn’t matter. My amour fou for the dreams themselves as I shared with the surrealists. “Un Chien Andalou” was born of the encounter between my dreams and [Salvador Dalí]’s. Later, I brought the dreams directly into my films, trying as hard as I could to avoid any analysis. ‘Don’t worry if the movie’s too short’, I once told a Mexican producer. ‘I’ll just put in a dream.’ He was not impressed.” Luis Buñuel, born on this day. February 22, 1900 - July 29, 1983

the-hulot-universe:

“I love dreams, even when they’re nightmares, which is usually the case. My dreams are full of the same obstacles, but it doesn’t matter. My amour fou for the dreams themselves as I shared with the surrealists. “Un Chien Andalou” was born of the encounter between my dreams and [Salvador Dalí]’s. Later, I brought the dreams directly into my films, trying as hard as I could to avoid any analysis. ‘Don’t worry if the movie’s too short’, I once told a Mexican producer. ‘I’ll just put in a dream.’ He was not impressed.”

Luis Buñuel, born on this day.
February 22, 1900 - July 29, 1983

(Source: facebook.com, via yet-another-universe)

April 21, 2014
nearlya:

Adrian Piper. from the Everything series, 2003

nearlya:

Adrian Piper. from the Everything series, 2003

(via indigenousdialogues)

April 20, 2014
"Beyond my anxiety, beyond this writing,
the universe waits, inexhaustible, inviting."

— Jorge Luis Borges (via fuckyeahjorgeluisborges)

(via heartvoyage)

April 20, 2014
back-then:

Sand Fence, Keeler, California; Ansel Adams. 1948
via Metmuseum

back-then:

Sand Fence, Keeler, California; Ansel Adams. 1948

via Metmuseum

(via eclektic)

April 20, 2014
"Silence is more than the absence of sound…. Silence breaks things. Silences have to speak."

Christine Hume (via omnidawn)

(via indigenousdialogues)