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"It is not just Mowgli who was raised by a couple of wolves; any child is raised by a couple of..."

Wed, 13 Feb 2013 14:05:17 -0500

“It is not just Mowgli who was raised by a couple of wolves; any child is raised by a couple of grown-ups.”

- From “An Unread Book,” Randall Jarrell’s 1965 introduction to Christina Stead’s The Man who Loved Children, a family novel unlike any other.

theparisreview: “And by the way, everything in life is writable...

Mon, 11 Feb 2013 14:10:55 -0500

theparisreview:

“And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.” ―Sylvia Plath

"A vegetable garden in the beginning looks so promising and then after all little by little it grows..."

Mon, 03 Dec 2012 19:43:14 -0500

“A vegetable garden in the beginning looks so promising and then after all little by little it grows nothing but vegetables, nothing, nothing but vegetables.”

- Gertrude Stein, from Wars I Have Seen, 1945.

"Time is a machine: it will convert your pain into experience."

Mon, 08 Oct 2012 21:08:00 -0400

“Time is a machine: it will convert your pain into experience.”

- From Charles Yu’s How to Live Safely in a Science Fictional Universe.

Lumière Brothers - The Serpentine Dance (c.1899) Filmed in...

Thu, 04 Oct 2012 11:51:31 -0400

Lumière Brothers - The Serpentine Dance (c.1899)

Filmed in black and white, and then hand coloured (probably with little paint brushes) each frame of the film. You can see the full movie here.

"I was a terrible believer in things, but I was also a terrible nonbeliever in things. I was as..."

Mon, 17 Sep 2012 16:58:07 -0400

“I was a terrible believer in things, but I was also a terrible nonbeliever in things. I was as searching as I was skeptical. I didn’t know where to put my faith, or if there was such a place, or even precisely what the word faith meant, in all of its complexity. Everything seemed to be possibly potent and possibly fake.”

- Cheryl Strayed, in her memoir Wild: From Lost to Found on the Pacific Crest Trail.

"Happiness is in the quiet, ordinary things. A table, a chair, a book with a paper-knife stuck..."

Thu, 23 Aug 2012 13:58:41 -0400

“Happiness is in the quiet, ordinary things. A table, a chair, a book with a paper-knife stuck between the pages. And the petal falling from the rose, and the light flickering as we sit silent.”

- Virginia Woolf, The Waves (via fuckyeahvirginiawoolf)

Blitz Wedding, 1941 | Retronaut

Wed, 22 Aug 2012 16:08:00 -0400

Blitz Wedding, 1941 | Retronaut

readandbreathe: “I must not forget, I thought, that I have been...

Tue, 17 Jul 2012 14:47:18 -0400

readandbreathe:

“I must not forget, I thought, that I have been happy, that I am being happier than one can be. But I forgot, I’ve always forgotten.” —from NEAR TO THE WILD HEART by Clarice Lispector

"I am reduced to a thing that wants Virginia. I composed a beautiful letter to you in the sleepless..."

Tue, 10 Jul 2012 13:26:57 -0400

“I am reduced to a thing that wants Virginia. I composed a beautiful letter to you in the sleepless nightmare hours of the night, and it has all gone: I just miss you, in a quite simple desperate human way. You, with all your undumb letters, would never write so elementary a phrase as that; perhaps you wouldn’t even feel it. And yet I believe you’ll be sensible of a little gap. But you’d clothe it in so exquisite a phrase that it should lose a little of its reality. Whereas with me it is quite stark: I miss you even more than I could have believed; and I was prepared to miss you a good deal. So this letter is really just a squeal of pain.”

- Love letter by Vita Sackville-West to Virginia Woolf, January 21st, 1927.

kateoplis: Into the dark: A history of night photography, Alvin...

Thu, 28 Jun 2012 12:34:38 -0400

kateoplis:

Into the dark: A history of night photography, Alvin Langdon Coburn, Broadway, 1910

myedol: Romeo & Juliet by Sam Winston Sam created these...

Mon, 25 Jun 2012 22:04:25 -0400

myedol:

Romeo & Juliet by Sam Winston

Sam created these pieces by cutting out every single word from Shakespeare’s Romeo & Juliet and separating them in to three emotional states, Passion, Rage, and Solace. Once all three categories were complete Sam then used every letter from each word to design three unique prints to represent each emotion.

"‘I’m always happy,’ Sasha said. ‘Sometimes I just forget.’"

Sat, 23 Jun 2012 15:50:00 -0400

“‘I’m always happy,’ Sasha said. ‘Sometimes I just forget.’”

- Jennifer Egan, A Visit from the Goon Squad.

Johan Hagemeyer—Elsa Naess, 1931

Thu, 14 Jun 2012 02:04:50 -0400

Johan Hagemeyer—Elsa Naess, 1931

"WHERE ARE MY DRAGONS?!"

Wed, 30 May 2012 15:20:06 -0400

“WHERE ARE MY DRAGONS?!”

- Sylvia Plath (via incorrectsylviaplathquotes)

"To have that sense of one’s intrinsic worth which constitutes self-respect is potentially to have..."

Mon, 21 May 2012 16:23:06 -0400

“To have that sense of one’s intrinsic worth which constitutes self-respect is potentially to have everything: the ability to discriminate, to love and to remain indifferent. To lack it is to be locked within oneself, paradoxically incapable of either love or indifference. If we do not respect ourselves, we are on the one hand forced to despise those who have so few resources as to consort with us, so little perception as to remain blind to our fatal weaknesses. On the other, we are peculiarly in thrall to everyone we see, curiously determined to live out — since our self-image is untenable — their false notion of us. We flatter ourselves by thinking this compulsion to please others an attractive trait: a gist for imaginative empathy, evidence of our willingness to give. Of course I will play Francesca to your Paolo, Helen Keller to anyone’s Annie Sullivan; no expectation is too misplaced, no role too ludicrous. At the mercy of those we cannot but hold in contempt, we play roles doomed to failure before they are begun, each defeat generating fresh despair at the urgency of divining and meting the next demand made upon us.”

- Joan Didion, from “On Self Respect,” in her 1968 essay collection Slouching Towards Bethlehem.

Escape to New York, October 2011 | Ben Hinceman

Sun, 06 May 2012 15:59:24 -0400

Escape to New York, October 2011 | Ben Hinceman

Mary Garden in Vanity Fair Magazine, 1919.

Sat, 05 May 2012 14:46:23 -0400

Mary Garden in Vanity Fair Magazine, 1919.

Eartha Kitt in Oscar Wilde’s “Salome”, 1955.

Sat, 05 May 2012 14:01:43 -0400

Eartha Kitt in Oscar Wilde’s “Salome”, 1955.

"The month after the month they say is cruel is and is not."

Tue, 01 May 2012 03:05:07 -0400

“The month after the month they say is cruel
is and is not.”

- Jonathan Galassi, from “May” (via proustitute)