Listen to the mustn’ts, child. Listen to the don’ts. Listen to the shouldn’ts, the impossibles, the won’ts. Listen to the never haves, then listen close to me… Anything can happen, child. Anything can be. -Shel Silverstein
I have scars on my hands from touching certain people.– J.D. Salinger (via beautyisanillusion)
observando: Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings. -Anaïs Nin
There were always in me, two women at least, one woman desperate and bewildered, who felt she was drowning and another who would leap into a scene, as upon a stage, conceal her true emotions because they were weaknesses, helplessness, despair, and present to the world only a smile, an eagerness, curiosity, enthusiasm, interest. -Anaïs Nin
You live like this, sheltered, in a delicate world, and you believe you are...
Blow - On the Cutting Edge Exhibition →
Title Blow Artist Yukie Nakano Year 2004 Process Etching/aquatint Size 90x64cm
I have no idea why my default face is that of 1904 Virginia Woolf.– Stephanie Georgopulos, Sorry About My Face « Thought Catalog (via nickdouglas)