‘he breakfasted en famille but followed his own personal regimen of an infusion of wormwood blossoms for his stomach and a head of garlic that he peeled and ate a clove at a time, chewing each one carefully with bread, to prevent heart failure.’
- p9., Love in the Time of Cholera, Gabriel Garcia Marquez.
‘..because horror on Earth is real and it is every day. it is like a flower or like the sun; it cannot be contained.’
- p168., The Lovely Bones, Alice Sebold.
'sometimes people write novels and they just be so wordy and so self-absorbed,' [Kanye] West said.
'i am not a fan of books. i would never want a book’s autograph.
i am a proud non-reader of books. i like to get information from doing stuff like actually talking to people and living real life,' he said.
West, a college dropout, said being a non-reader was helpful when he wrote his book because it gave him 'a childlike purity.'
'the two eyes of even the most beautiful face are never exactly alike; the segments of an orange, the leaves of a tree, the petals of a flower, are never exactly identical. it would seem that every type of beauty derives its charm from its diversity.'
- Renoir
'twenty-three years ago the arms were handed in. the rifles were locked in the rack. the horses were sold. the guns were sheeted and packed in storage for other gunners. the familiar faded-green uniform disappeared from the streets.
but the Australian Imperial Force is not dead. that famous army of generous men marches still down the long lane of its country’s history, with bands playing and rifles slung, with packs on shoulders, white dust on boots, and bayonet scabbards and entrenching tools flapping on coutless thighs – as the French countryfolk and the fellaheen of Egypt knew it.
what these men did nothing can alter now. the good and the bad, the greatness and smallness of their story will stand.
whatever of glory it contains nothing now can lessen. it rises, as it will always rise, above the mists of ages, a monument to great-hearted men; and, for their nation, a possession for ever.'
– Charles Bean
i'm pretty positive that a lot of these images are repeats from previous posts, but they work well together. this is the type of look that i've found myself to be admiring at large for at least a year now:
image via
- p9., Love in the Time of Cholera, Gabriel Garcia Marquez.
‘..because horror on Earth is real and it is every day. it is like a flower or like the sun; it cannot be contained.’
- p168., The Lovely Bones, Alice Sebold.
'sometimes people write novels and they just be so wordy and so self-absorbed,' [Kanye] West said.
'i am not a fan of books. i would never want a book’s autograph.
i am a proud non-reader of books. i like to get information from doing stuff like actually talking to people and living real life,' he said.
West, a college dropout, said being a non-reader was helpful when he wrote his book because it gave him 'a childlike purity.'
'the two eyes of even the most beautiful face are never exactly alike; the segments of an orange, the leaves of a tree, the petals of a flower, are never exactly identical. it would seem that every type of beauty derives its charm from its diversity.'
- Renoir
'twenty-three years ago the arms were handed in. the rifles were locked in the rack. the horses were sold. the guns were sheeted and packed in storage for other gunners. the familiar faded-green uniform disappeared from the streets.
but the Australian Imperial Force is not dead. that famous army of generous men marches still down the long lane of its country’s history, with bands playing and rifles slung, with packs on shoulders, white dust on boots, and bayonet scabbards and entrenching tools flapping on coutless thighs – as the French countryfolk and the fellaheen of Egypt knew it.
what these men did nothing can alter now. the good and the bad, the greatness and smallness of their story will stand.
whatever of glory it contains nothing now can lessen. it rises, as it will always rise, above the mists of ages, a monument to great-hearted men; and, for their nation, a possession for ever.'
– Charles Bean
i'm pretty positive that a lot of these images are repeats from previous posts, but they work well together. this is the type of look that i've found myself to be admiring at large for at least a year now:
image via
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