February 2012
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Nepenthe
whatrajwants:
\ne-‘pen(t)-the\n 1: a potion used by the ancients to induce forgetfulness of pain or sorrow 2: something capable of causing oblivion of grief or suffering
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“Of course he has a knife. He always has a knife. We all have knives. It’s 1183...”
– Katharine Hepburn’s Monologue as Eleanor of Aquitaine in The Lion in Winter. (via wine-loving-vagabond)
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“The need to go astray, to be destroyed, is an extremely private, distant,...”
– Georges Bataille, Guilty
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“Anyone who falls in love is searching for missing pieces of themselves. So...”
– Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore (via wine-loving-vagabond)
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“The sadness will last forever.”
– Suicide note of Vincent van Gogh (1853-1890)
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“I am astonished, disappointed, pleased with myself. I am distressed, depressed,...”
– C.G. Jung (via Carl Jung Depth Psychology)
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Discombobulated: "For the first time I know what... →
yama-bato:
In 1937, as photographer Ansel Adams recovered from a nervous breakdown, he wrote this beautiful letter to his best friend, Cedric Wright:
“Dear Cedric,
A strange thing happened to me today. I saw a big thundercloud move down over Half Dome, and it was so big and clear and brilliant that it made me see many things that were drifting around inside of...
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