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Avila Cathedral, Castile and Leon, Spain. VIA.

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William Shakespeare, Much Ado About Nothing  |  Emma (2020), dir. Autumn de Wilde  |  Vladimir Nabokov, letter to his wife Véra 

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Quietly haunting works by Andrew Wyeth

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“Here on earth we can hide ourselves beneath the flesh. At death we can do this no longer. We are given up naked to the light.”

— Simone Weil | Gravity and Grace

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“It is not the flesh which keeps us away from God; the flesh is the veil we place before us to shield us from him.”

— Simone Weil | Gravity and Grace

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James Baldwin, Giovanni’s Room

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The Wind Will Carry Us ,  Abbas Kiarostami , 1999.

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Alfred Stevens (detail)

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Alphonse Mucha. Iris, Rose, Lily & Carnation (1898)

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@wiejskababa

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Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet

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Susan Sontag, As Consciousness Is Harnessed to Flesh

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“I know your sorrow and I know that for the likes of us there is not ease for the heart to be had from words of reason and that in the very assurance of sorrow’s fading there is more sorrow. So I offer you only my deeply affectionate and compassionate thoughts and wish for you only that the strange thing may never fail you, whatever it is, that gives us the strength to live on and on with our wounds.”

— Samuel Beckett, words of consolation to his friend, Alan Schneider, quoted in Beckett and Death, eds. Steven Barfield, Matthew Feldman, and Phillip Tew (Bloomsbury Academic, 2011)

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Frederic Edwin Church - A mixed bag of oil paintings and preliminary studies of icebergs. Better have a good look, they may be the last you ever get so see…

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Paul Eluard. “I Cannot Be Known” (selected lines), Selected Poems (trans. Gilbert Bowen)