Heavy with melancholy and a sliver of guilt
I was bedridden all evening
My heart split
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I don't feel particularly proud of myself. But when I walk alone in the woods or lie in the meadows, all is well.
— Franz Kafka, Letters to Friends, Family, and Editors
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As of late 🕊️🕊️
The Wind, Félix Vallotton, 1910
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Louise Glück, from “Stars”, Poems: 1962–2020
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"Sometimes life is stranger than fiction, but sometimes it's incomparable in other ways. Sometimes it's heaven that the false fire of imagination could never capture."
Before the Coffee Gets Cold
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Hero, my hero
Napoleon at the Great St. Bernard (details), Jacques-Louis David, 1801
Belvedere Museum, Vienna
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a Home house built
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Ranata Suzuki
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Andrea Appiani: Portrait of Napoleon Bonaparte as President of the Italian Republic. 1803.
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Venus with a mirror, Titian (1555) 🐚🪞
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