"Hold back the edges of your gown, Ladies, we are going through hell."
William Carlos Williams (via allmymetaphors)

austinkleon:

Jorge Luis Borges: The Task of Art

The task of art is to transform what is continuously happening to us, to transform all these things into symbols, into music, into something which can last in man’s memory. That is our duty. If we don’t fulfill it, we feel unhappy. A writer or any artist has the sometimes joyful duty to transform all that into symbols. These symbols could be colors, forms or sounds. For a poet, the symbols are sounds and also words, fables, stories, poetry. The work of a poet never ends. It has nothing to do with working hours. Your are continuously receiving things from the external world. These must be transformed, and eventually will be transformed. This revelation can appear anytime. A poet never rests. He’s always working, even when he dreams. Besides, the life of a writer, is a lonely one. You think you are alone, and as the years go by, if the stars are on your side, you may discover that you are at the center of a vast circle of invisible friends whom you will never get to know but who love you. And that is an immense reward.

Thx @robinsloan

"Cut a chrysalis open, and you will find a rotting caterpillar. What you will never find is that mythical creature, half caterpillar, half butterfly, a fit emblem of the human soul, for those whose cast of mind leads them to seek such emblems. No, the process of transformation consists almost entirely of decay."
Pat Barker, Regeneration (via commovente)
"Sin ought to be something exquisite, my dear boy."
Émile Zola (via observando)

secretempires:

Thanks Mr. Keating

aseaofquotes:

Sherman Alexie, The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian

aseaofquotes:

Sherman Alexie, The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian

"Angry, and half in love with you, and tremendously sorry, I turned away."
F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby  (via circumcising)
contagium:

 
sunset on mars by the spirit rover 2005

contagium:

 

sunset on mars by the spirit rover 2005

the marsh (by miss modish)

galasai:

Ye Rin Mok
Check out her tumblr

galasai:

Ye Rin Mok

Check out her tumblr

punkrockbetty:

myzaree:

A set from yesterday.

Perfect