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“The more familiar two people become, the more the language they speak together departs from that of the ordinary, dictionary-defined discourse. Familiarity creates a new language, an in-house language of intimacy that carries reference to the story the two lovers are weaving together and that cannot be readily understood by others.”
— Alain de Botton, On Love
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John Frederick Lewis (English, 1804-1876)
The Coffee Bearer
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The Annunciation Alfred Agache⏤1891
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jaysc0ve · 1 year
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Agh I love Blue Moon so much!! Thank you of reminding me of this song, your artwork is STUNNING.
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Blue moon You saw me standing alone Without a dream in my heart Without a love of my own
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jaysc0ve · 1 year
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“I decided, enough pain.”
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— Elena Ferrante, from “The Days of Abandonment.”
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jaysc0ve · 1 year
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In the sixties there was this feeling of being modern, so much so that I feel like the sixties is about to happen. It feels like a period in the future to me, rather than a period in the past.
Paul McCartney, Many Years From Now
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From Jackie Braje's chapbook, 408, available from Bottlecap Press!
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jaysc0ve · 1 year
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for anyone going through a rough patch right now <3
“Everything heals. Your body heals. Your heart heals. The mind heals. Wounds heal. Your soul repairs itself. Your happiness is always going to come back. Bad times don’t last.”
— Christiana Rutkowski
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What does Peter Doig have to do with the Impressionists? A new exhibition at London’s Courtauld Gallery pits Doig against artists like Cézanne, Gauguin, and Van Gogh, but does it work?
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jaysc0ve · 1 year
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“There can be a love beyond possession.”
Darling, when you look at the moon or count the stars in the night sky, notice the gentle breeze fluttering your hair, the raindrops pattering on the rooftop or relish the redolent aromas invading your nostrils, do these simple instances not tell you that you can still love things desperately even if you don't own them? That there can be love beyond possession, intervals and distances—a love that assures that even if we cease to belong to each other we can still come back as the moon, the stars, the breeze, the raindrops, the aromas and exist to be loved desperately by one another without the apprehension of losing.
Shayan Das
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Look before you leap, 1906 by Paul-Charles Chocarne-Moreau
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Wow everyone is going through it. Hold my hand
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jaysc0ve · 1 year
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“The other day, lying in bed, I felt my heart beating for the first time in a long while. I realized how little I live in my body, how much in my mind”
-Rodger kamenetz, from Terra infirma
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jaysc0ve · 1 year
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“Your handwriting, the way you walk. Which china pattern you choose. It’s all giving you away. Everything you do shows your hand. Everything is a self portrait. Everything is a diary.”
-Chuck Palahniuk
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jaysc0ve · 1 year
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Do you understand the violence it took to become this gentle?
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Comet ZTF & Comet ATLAS © Michael Jäger
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jaysc0ve · 1 year
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“The past is a place of reference, not a place of residence.”
— Roy T. Bennett
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