art for the sake of art // I want to write 'till my soul explodes
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Where stars stare down with sharpened faces from heavens pitilessly blue.
Sara Teasdale, from "Desert Pools" in Rivers to the Sea
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the new gregory is a significant upgrade i have to say
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I do not know what so attracted me to him—those who say that certain souls recognize each other instantly and cling to one another inexplicably are right.
Olga Tokarczuk, The Books of Jacob, tr. Jennifer Croft
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the saint of heartbreak ◦ cover by @bitethebard
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Giuseppe Pietro Bagetti - The Walnut Tree in Benevento (the Witches Sabbath)
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“If I have ventured wrongly, very well, life then helps me with its penalty. But if I haven’t ventured at all, who helps me then?”
— Søren Kierkegaard, The Sickness Unto Death
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Virginia Woolf, from "Geraldine and Jane" in The Complete Works
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Masculine cape made of green silk velvet with golden embroidery. Years 1651-1675.
Source: Museu Virtual de la Moda de Catalunya [Fashion Virtual Museum of Catalonia]. Kept in Museu del Disseny [Design Museum] in Barcelona, Catalonia.
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Early Medieval/Late Iron Age Decorated Spindle Whorls, Dumfries Museum, Scotland
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♕Feminine Charm♕ | Victorian Carved Ivory Hand Brooch
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writing is just playing god, but with caffeine and more existential dread.
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This is the rainy season. I am sorrowful in November. The kettle is whistling. I must butter the toast. And give it jam too. My kitchen is a heart. I must feed it oxygen once in a while
Anne Sexton, from "Hurry Up Please It's Time" in The Complete Poems
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