Anaïs Nin, from The Voice

Anaïs Nin, from The Voice

And again, the persistent, overwhelming urge to just know. To read, to learn; languages, culture, history. It will never be enough, will it ?

moonlight in art

I feel like a poorly written poem. Picture Credit ~ 📍 pinterest

@luciferslilith7

21 FILMS OF THE 21ST CENTURY Pride & Prejudice (2005) dir. Joe Wright

god people have always been people. victorian noblewomen stubbed their toes and swore about it. medieval peasants ripped hangnails a little too hard and sucked on it to make it better. cavemen put kids on their shoulders so the kids could get their handprints up on the wall. someone in the 1760s played with their dog and someone in the 1340s dragged themself out of bed at some unholy hour of the morning to soothe a crying baby and someone in the 1550s stuck a flower behind their lovers ear. I'm gonna be sick people have always been people

This feeling >>>>

when hands touch

I have no home,

Or rather,

I have two.

The constant yearn for the other

Are my first and last thoughts as I wake and sleep.

The holding of hands: home.

In each place I am lonely.

My hand is only held in the other.

when hands touch

The feminine urge to say “have you no compassion for my poor nerves” every time something goes wrong with my life

17/12/23

Wine and a book. Fairy lights and Christmas tunes. Slowly, slowly, like a breath released after too long: a sense of peace. In my little studio, my small little world away from everything else I know, the calm glow of accomplishment. This is mine. I did this. Pictures of friends smile back at me, classic novels neatly lined up on the shelf, the throw perfectly arranged on the bed. I think of myself from two, three years ago and I am so proud of her for not giving up, for getting me to this point. Of course I’m still working on it, I doubt I’ll ever stop. But looking around right now, with supper on the stove and the familiar curve of a glass in my hand, I’m so proud of the little space I’ve carved out for myself in this world.

Mary Oliver, from “Summer Morning.” [ID in alt text]

i was going to learn 12 languages, read 250 books and learn 75 new skills this year what happened

i am a perfectly nonchalant person. except on days where i crave love. then i choke up and go insane and begin howling at the moon

Average morning walk to school in Paris :)