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lilithsplace:

'Gypsy Girls by the Banks of Lápos', 1909 - Béla Iványi-Grünwald (1867–1940) 

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birmuzik:

eilen jewell - i remember you

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dustyfleas:

Antoine de Saint-Exupéry was a French pilot, writer, and real-life hero. His other books include Vol de Nuit (Night Flight), Courrier sud (Southbound Mail), Terre des hommes (Wind, Sand, and Stars), and Pilote de guerre (Flight to Arras). Antoine de Saint-Exupéry disappeared during a World War II air battle over Corsica.

Rough translation of the text above:

"Please, tame me. What will it take?"

"I can’t tame you," said the fox. "I can’t make you more sociable. You must practice patience. You may sit a little away from me, over there in the grass. I’ll look at you from the corner of my eye, and you will say nothing. Language is the source of misunderstanding. But each day, day by day, you’ll be able to sit a little closer to me."

Antoine de Saint-Exupéry | Le Petit Prince

(Source: lupiot)

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fables-of-the-reconstruction:

"If I Am a Stranger," Ryan Adams. Follow the Lights. 2007

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the-power-of-potter:

Alabaster Bookshop, Greenwich Village, New York City.

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belaquadros:

Igor Oleynikov

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normaltd:

Skating Away on the Thin Ice of a New Day - Jethro Tull

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(Source: thetomlynn)

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There is a loneliness that can be rocked. Arms crossed, knees drawn up, holding, holding on, this motion, unlike a ship’s, smooths and contains the rocker. It’s an inside kind—wrapped tight like skin. Then there is the loneliness that roams. No rocking can hold it down. It is alive. On its own. A dry and spreading thing that makes the sound of one’s own feet going seem to come from a far-off place.
Toni Morrison, from Beloved” (1987) (via blackdisneyprincess)
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chaboneobaiarroyoallende:

“I preferred an artist who transformed his time, not mirrored it.” 

Patti Smith