INHALE. EXHALE. SIGH.

Anatomy of a Relationship (Luc Moullet, 1976) in stills #5
qoax:

todo me lleva a ticomo si todo lo que existearomas, luz, metales,fueran pequeños barcos que naveganhacia las islas tuyas que me aguardan
-Pablo Neruda, Si tu me olvidas
I sighed and wept for what could not be—and for all that could have been. by Lang Leav (Lullabies)

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watussi:

Bruno Munari - Images Of Reality
aseaofquotes:

Herman Melville, Moby Dick
He allowed himself to be swayed by his conviction that human beings are not born once and for all on the day their mothers give birth to them, but that life obliges them over and over again to give birth to themselves. by Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez, Love in the Time of Cholera (via likeafieldmouse)

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Of course I’ll hurt you. Of course you’ll hurt me. Of course we will hurt each other. But this is the very condition of existence. To become spring, means accepting the risk of winter. To become presence, means accepting the risk of absence. by The Little Prince (via theoldludwigvan)

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By Brian Jarrell

dowgge:

Song of the Day 3/?

Snake Eyes - The Milk Carton Kids

"Slow, holy roller/

it’s just rock and roll”

193 plays
Today I suddenly experienced an absurd but quiet valid sensation. I realized, in an intimate lightning flash, that I am no one. No one, absolutely no one. by Fernando Pessoa (via blackestdespondency)

(via ig-narus)

Clouds … I exist unconsciously and I’ll die unwillingly. I am the interval between what I am and what I am not, between what I dream and what life has made for me, the abstract, carnal halfway-house between things, like myself, that are nothing. Clouds … by Fernando Pessoa  (via ig-narus)

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Listen, are you breathing just a little, and calling it a life? by Mary Oliver (via arpeggia)
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