(via catwalkcats)
‘And she was mine, she was mine, the key was in my fist, my fist was in my pocket, she was mine.’
(via lilmajorshawty)
I exist in two places,
here and where you are.
Pray for me
not as I am but as I am.
— Margaret Atwood, from Corpse Song; published on Eating Fire
(via konvalia)
“I learned to find equal meaning in the repeated rituals of domestic life. […] These fragments I have shored against my ruins, were the words that came to mind then. These fragments mattered to me. I believed in them. That I could find meaning in the intensely personal nature of my life.”
— Joan Didion, The Year of Magical Thinking
(via anditwasmonday)
Nina Leen, Hannah, New York City, 1956
(via anditwasmonday)
“In order to be free you simply have to be so, without asking permission of anybody. You have to have your own hypothesis about what you are called to do, and follow it, not giving in to circumstances or complying with them. But that sort of freedom demands powerful inner resources, a high degree of self-awareness, a consciousness of your responsibility to yourself and therefore to other people.”
Andrei Tarkovsky, from “The artist’s responsibility,” Sculpting in Time, trans. Kitty Hunter-Blair (University of Texas Press, 1987)
(via 029110k)






