#Dinesen

[blackswaneuroparedux]

You know you are truly alive when you're living among lions.

- Karen Blixen (Isak Dinesen), Out of Africa

[aviel]

Dinesen Apartment by John Pawson

[thepooldiary]

Dinesen

[noconcessions]

[kox]

John Pawson x Dinesen: https://www.dinesen.com/en/pawson/

[mosaicos-poeticos]

Isak Dinesen

[loslibrosdefede]

Isak Dinesen - Memorias de África #dinesen #isakdinesen #memoriasdeafrica #memoriasdeáfrica #karenblixen #literaturadanesa #memorias #autobiografia #autobiografía #rba #narrativaactual #loslibrosdefede https://www.instagram.com/p/Ckutli7MWvj/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[carrieisscary]

What we become 2015

[red-ibis-red]

It was a day in late August; the clouds hung low; it had rained, but towards evening a wind rose, and the sunset was fine.

—Isak Dinesen, “Alkmene”, Winter’s Tales

[blackswaneuroparedux]

The cure for anything is salt water - sweat, tears, or the sea.

- Isak Dinesen

[withnailrules]

The cure for anything is salt water:

sweat, tears, or the sea.

—Isak Dinesen, “The Deluge at Norderney”

[greenbabyofficial]

"She walked over the moors, grave as Ceres herself with a thunderbolt borrowed from Jove in her hand, who, even as she knits her brows, smells of strawberries and honey. Around the horizon the corn-lightnings were playing in her honor. She let her frock trail over the heather. Why should she not? Had a young highwayman met her, she might have made him her husband then and there, until death had them parted; or she might have chopped off his head, and God knows which fate would have been more to be envied him.

"She had no gay ditty on her lips. She had been seriously brought up as a good Protestant, and life had taught her no frivolity. In her heart she repeated the hymn of good Paul Ger-hardt, altering it as to the personal pronoun only:

Against me who can stand?

The lightning's in my hand.

Who dares to bring distress

Where I decide to bless?

—Karen Blixen, Seven Gothic Tales, 1934

[davidhudson]

Isak Dinesen, April 17, 1885 – September 7, 1962.

1961 photo by Ugo Mulas.

[okuryazarlar]

[angeles-y-demonios-terrenales]

"La cura para todo es agua salada: Sudor, lágrimas, o el mar."

Isak Dinesen

[dreaminginthedeepsouth]

One evening. In a suburban English garden.

[Ian Sanders]

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“I turned to the animal world from the world of men; my heart was heavy with the tragedy of the night.” ― Karen Blixen, Out of Africa