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-Andy: Yeah?! What’s everything?
-Ian: You know… The stars…

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-Andy: Yeah?! What’s everything?

-Ian: You know… The stars…

[Scene]

Take me with you. I want a doomed love. I want streets at night, wind and rain, no one wondering where I am.
The Hours, Michael Cunningham (via tinbanes)

Totally F***ed Up (1993)

Fugit Amor (Fugitive Love, or Fleeting Love), by Auguste Rodin

"Fugitive love" is a version of the popular theme of the lovers Francesca da Rimini and Paolo Malatesta, carried by a whirlwind in the Second Circle of Hell, where they report their fate to the poet Dante: at the moment of their first kiss, they were murdered for their illicit love affair by Francesca’s husband and eternally damned. While working at his monumental ‘Gates of Hell’, Rodin frequently recurred to this subject and presented the couple in various constellations.

Fugit Amor (Fugitive Love, or Fleeting Love), by Auguste Rodin

"Fugitive love" is a version of the popular theme of the lovers Francesca da Rimini and Paolo Malatesta, carried by a whirlwind in the Second Circle of Hell, where they report their fate to the poet Dante: at the moment of their first kiss, they were murdered for their illicit love affair by Francesca’s husband and eternally damned. While working at his monumental ‘Gates of Hell’, Rodin frequently recurred to this subject and presented the couple in various constellations.

Maybe it’s not, in the end, the virtue of others that so wrenches our hearts as it is the sense of almost unbearably poignant recognition when we see them at their most base, in their sorrow and gluttony and foolishness. You need the virtues, too — some sort of virtues — but we don’t care about Emma Bovary or Anna Karenina or Raskolnikov because they’re good. We care about them because they’re not admirable, because they’re us, and because great writers have forgiven them for it.
Michael Cunningham, By Nightfall (via aninsufferableknowitall)
Pascal Venrooy for Fucking Young! by Jeremy Louis Jolie

Pascal Venrooy for Fucking Young! by Jeremy Louis Jolie

Adrien Sahores for Hercules Universal

Adrien Sahores for Hercules Universal

Where do the words go when we have said them?
—Margaret Atwood, the Small Cabin 1970
The surface of things by Chris Wiley

The surface of things by Chris Wiley

Lost opportunities, lost possibilities, feelings we can never get back. That’s part of what it means to be alive. But inside our heads - at least that’s where I imagine it - there’s a little room where we store those memories. A room like the stacks in this library. And to understand the workings of our own heart we have to keep on making new reference cards. We have to dust things off every once in awhile, let in fresh air, change the water in the flower vases. In other words, you’ll live forever in your own private library.
Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore (via echoingsouls)
Gian Lorenzo Bernini (1598–1680), Saint Sebastian (detail)

“The arrows have eaten into the tense, fragrant, youthful flesh and are about to consume his body from within with flames of supreme agony and ecstasy.”
-Yukio Mishima describing a painting of St. Sebastian in his novel Confessions of a Mask 

Gian Lorenzo Bernini (1598–1680), Saint Sebastian (detail)

The arrows have eaten into the tense, fragrant, youthful flesh and are about to consume his body from within with flames of supreme agony and ecstasy.”

-Yukio Mishima describing a painting of St. Sebastian in his novel Confessions of a Mask 

What more could I have done when I did not know that to love is both to seek and to be sought? For me love was nothing but a dialogue of little riddles, with no answers given. As my spirit of adoration, I never even imagined it to be a thing that required some sort of answer.
—Yukio Mishima, Confessions of a Mask
松林図屏風 - 長谷川等伯筆


Pine Trees screen - Tohaku Hasegawa (1539-1616)
There are many varieties of pine tree in Japan, and they have peculiar significance in Japanese painting. Because the leaves do not fall or even change color, they have come to symbolize longevity, which is highly valued in Japan.

松林図屏風 - 長谷川等伯筆

Pine Trees screen - Tohaku Hasegawa (1539-1616)

There are many varieties of pine tree in Japan, and they have peculiar significance in Japanese painting. Because the leaves do not fall or even change color, they have come to symbolize longevity, which is highly valued in Japan.

鹿の遠音 - 福田 輝久

Distant Sound of Deer (18th century) - Fukuda Teruhisa

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For the meaning of any beautiful created thing is, at least, as much in the soul of him who looks at it, as it was in his soul who wrought it.

— Oscar Wilde, the Critic as Artisit