“You can, you should, and if you’re brave enough to start, you will.”— Stephen King; On Writing
La Danseuse (2016)
James Dean photographed by Roy Schatt, 1954.
FRANZ VON STUCK - Sternschnuppen
“Understand me. I’m not like an ordinary world. I have my madness, I live in another dimension and I do not have time for things that have no soul.”— Charles Bukowski
Stöpsjön waterfall, December 2018.
«Do you love me too? I’m not needy, but I enjoy intimacy—especially with you, darling. Go ahead. Slip your face into mine. I like to feel your warm lips in my inert visage. I like to feel your eyelashes tickling my empty old sockets. One day I’ll slip my face into yours too, and then we’ll experience another sort of intimacy. I’ll be inside you, like a lover. I’ll kiss you from the inside, and it will feel like catching a chill. You’ll get goose bumps up your thigs and shivers down your spine. I’ll whisk you to my wormy bed and we’ll lie there nestled in each other’s arms, or at least so long as you have arms. And even then, when you are hideous dust, I will remain true. I am death and when I love you, it’s forever».
“If it is right, it happens—The main thing is not to hurry. Nothing good gets away.”— John Steinbeck, on falling in love, a response to his eldest son’s 1958 letter, from John Steinbeck: A Life in Letters (Viking Adult, 1975)
“Make the nightingales sing for me in May.”— Virginia Woolf, in a letter to Vita Sackville-West, c. April 1931
“A whisper, a brush, a gentle nudge. The Autumnal air awakens me, and wraps me in its arms.”
— Words which live inside of me. ♡
“(…) hunger, and the bitterness of deep snow.”— Margaret Atwood, from The Singer Of Owls in “The Door”
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i’m terrible at controlling my facial expressions
