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quotemadness: “I was in love with everything- I wanted to look with love at the angry people so that their eyes would be forced to respond; and I wanted to bring gifts to the envious and tell them that I am worthless.” — Egon Schiele
pristine-impurity: “Language, she said, was just our way to explain away the wonder and the glory of the world. To deconstruct. To dismiss. She said people can’t deal with how beautiful the world really is. How it can’t be explained and understood.”
blowmyblues: Remember: Life is short, break the rules. Forgive quickly, kiss slowly, love truly, laugh uncontrollably, and never regret anything that makes you smile. The clouds are lined with silver and the glass is half full (though the answers won’t
stradlingizzystradlin: “At some point in the mid-‘80s, I heard a song of mine on the radio and for the first time, I felt that something really important had happened. Still, from time to time I listen to songs that I composed and recorded in the
halcyon20001: “Your worst sin is that you have destroyed and betrayed yourself for nothing.” — Fyodor Dostoevsky, Crime and Punishment (via thewine-darksea)
elhieroglyph: Thirteen bracelets were found on the forearms of the mummy of King Tutankhamun. Seven on the right arm, and six on the left. Several of the bracelets included scarabs separated by motifs such as uraei and ankhs some have a large amuletic
hirxeth: “I put my heart and my soul into my work, and have lost my mind in the process.” — Vincent van Gogh (via kittencrimson)
breinwoestijn: fionaohanlon: I sent this photo to my mom, she told me it gave her a heart attack and “for the arts” is not a valid excuse for my friends and i falling off a 12 story building. Is that tennisguy from instagram lol
gunsn–fuckin–roses: “We are made up of two contrasting ideals; love and fear. Pick one and live.” — Axl Rose (via spirit130)
repulsiveneed: musicktoplayinthedark: Diseno Corbusier I started listening to them after seeing this. A song and a half in and I’m a fan.
unculturedmag: “…To sleep late, have fun, get wild, drink whisky, and drive fast on empty streets with nothing in mind except falling in love and not getting arrested…” — Hunter S. Thompson
soracities: “Sometimes I thought about nothing and sometimes I thought about my life. At least I made a living. What kind of living? A living. I lived. It wasn’t easy. And yet. I found out how little is unbearable.” — Nicole Krauss, The History
quotemadness: “I promise I shall never give up, and that I’ll die yelling and laughing.” — Jack Kerouac
bsfnr: “she wrote me a letter from a small room near the Seine. she said she was going to dancing class, she got up, she said at 5 o'clock in the morning and typed at poems or painted and when she felt like crying she had a special bench by the river.
amycvdh: Iggy Pop and Tom Waits, Coffee and Cigarettes (2003) by Jim Jarmusch good morning
normaltd: I hope it is true that a man can die and yet not only live in others but give them life, and not only life but that great consciousness of life. - Journal entry (November 1951) as published in the Kerouac ROMnibus
blowmyblues: Master your instrument, Master the music, and then forget all that shit and just play.
gorsejournal:“I have nothing to say and I am saying it and that is poetry.” John Cage’s Lecture on Nothing.
anamorphosis-and-isolate:― Trainspotting (1996)“And with that, Mark Renton had fallen in love.”
sleepy-cactus: “But I always liked side-paths, little dark back-alleys behind the main road—there one finds adventures and surprises, and precious metal in the dirt.” — Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov (via latesummer)
c-h-a-r-l-e-s-b-u-k-o-w-s-k-i: “I will remember the kisses our lips raw with love and how you gave me everything you had and how i offered you what was left of me.” — Charles Bukowski
installator: “A theft with a happy ending: In the night between 5 and 6 November 1983, in the deep and cold darkness of Budapest, a band of Italian thieves burst into the Museum of Fine Arts. For them it had been child’s play to climb the scaffolding
vaticanrust: Stage diver at “Rock Against Reagan” concert in a then empty lot between Mission and Howard, 3rd and 4th Streets, during Democratic Convention in July 1984. San Francisco, CA
forgave: “Choose life Choose Facebook, Twitter, Instagram and hope that someone, somewhere cares Choose looking up old flames, wishing you’d done it all differently And choose watching history repeat itself Choose your future Choose reality TV, slut
mickjagg: ok but these two goofs knew each other since primary school and reunited at a train station in ‘61 when Keith saw that Mick had Chuck Berry records and he thought he was the only one in London who listened to Chuck…. if that’s not fate
chelsea-boots: “cum music and worm blues are very descriptive genres and also that is what i would say if i had to introduce the rolling stones to someone”
fohk: “I looked and looked at her, and I knew, as clearly as I know that I will die, that I loved her more than anything I had ever seen or imagined on earth” Lolita (1997)Adrian Lyne
labstrakts:Kate Moss and Luka Isaac in ‘Belle de Nuit’ by Mert Alas and Marcus Piggot for W Magazine March 2017.
diabeticlesbian:Drawing the Line - Lesbian Sexual Politics on the Wall, Kiss and Tell, Press Gang, 1991. Susan Stewart in collaboration with Persimmon Blackbridge and Lizard Jones.
rifles: Paul Graham, End of an Age [1999] End of an Age is a meditation on that transitional phase between childhood and adulthood. Graham photographed teenagers at a club in Western Europe—not the ones in the throes of dancing and socializing, but
danger: A Familiar Ruin. by David Uzochukwu“I used to feel lonely, and I used to think it was my fault.I tried to become the best me I could. Sometimes I broke, not feeling good enough while not knowing whom for.I still break at times, and I don’t
the60sbazaar: Anita Pallenberg and Keith Richards with Gram and Gretchen Parsons
manolos-and-cosmos: Sex and the City blog 🍸
irlpoetic: “This tremendous world I have inside of me. How to free myself, and this world, without tearing myself to pieces. And rather tear myself to a thousand pieces than be buried with this world within me.” — Franz Kafka, The Diaries of Franz
quotespile: “And yet women – good women – frightened me because they eventually wanted your soul, and what was left of mine, I wanted to keep.” — Charles Bukowski, Women