Herbert Marshall

All your sorrow, Louise, and hatred of me
Sprang from your delusion that it was wantonness
Of spirit and contempt of your soul's rights
Which made me turn to Annabelle and forsake you.
You really grew to hate me for love of me,
Because I was your soul's happiness,
Formed and tempered to solve your life for you, and would not.
But you were my misery.  If you had been my happiness would I not have clung to you?
This is life's sorrow:
That one can be happy only where two are;
And that our hearts are drawn to stars
Which want us not.

 

Edgar Lee Masters

by @augustlamm

Simon Roberts’ photograph of the airport at Magadan, Russian far east, 2004

Nico, 1966 by Paul Morrissey

Pieces of April, Vasilios Paspalis

I just miss you, in a quite simple desperate human way. I miss you even more than I could have believed; and I was prepared to miss you a good deal.

Vita Sackville - West

So ya
Thought ya
Might like to go to the show
To feel the warm thrill of confusion
That space cadet glow
Tell me is something eluding you, sunshine?
Is this not what you expected to see?
If you want to find out what's behind these cold eyes
You'll just have to claw your way through this disguise

DOLCE & GABBANA at Milan Fashion Week Fall 2020

Glenalbyn Bar, Inverness.

Burning (2018) dir. Lee Chang-dong

While sailing in the Mediterranean sea, in 1962, the American aircraft carrier USS Independence (CV-62) flashed the Italian Amerigo Vespucci with light signal asking «Who are you?», the full rigged ship answered «Training ship Amerigo Vespucci, Italian Navy». The US ship replied «You are the most beautiful ship in the world».

“He who is a criminal through fate and facility unlearns nothing, but learns more and more, and a long abstinence even acts as a tonic to his talent.”

—F. Nietzsche, The Will to Power, §394 (edited excerpt).

Brett Amory