How much does a man live, after all? Does he live a thousand days, or one only? For a week, or for several centuries? How long does a man spend dying? What does it mean to say "for ever"? -Pablo Neruda
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“i want a life full of soft colours, i want to bathe in roses and drink tea mid-afternoon; i want to watch the sunlight illuminate my room through the blinds, i want to be the sun, i want a library the size of the moon and to feel true reciprocated love—i want to love myself. i want red ribbons in my hair and long walks as the sunsets, i want to set a man’s heart on fire, i want to be fire itself. i want the pretty little things that make life fun.”
— P. A. Bitez From the book ‘Soft Tortures’ (via cherryfoxs)
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Peter Fischli and David Weiss - Untitled, 1997
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(Via reddit) I was walking near a local lake today and captured this.
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A barn owl (Tyto alba) perches in the trees in Stirling Ranges, Western Australia
by John Anderson
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“As he held her and tasted her, and as she curved in further and further toward him, with her own lips, new to herself, drowned and engulfed in love, yet solaced and triumphant, he was thankful to have an existence at all, if only as a reflection in her wet eyes.” — F. Scott Fitzgerald, Tender is the Night
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