Love-sessed
 
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I quickly realized that friendships without tomorrows, and the little anguishes of parting, were part of the pleasures of travelling. I resolutely avoided bores, saw only those who amused me. We spent afternoons taking long walks, nights drinking and talking, and then we would leave each other, never to meet again, and there were no regrets. How simple life was! No regrets, no obligations, my acts and gestures counted for nothing, no one asked my advice, and I knew no other rule but my whims.
— Simone de Beauvoir, from The Mandarins (via violentwavesofemotion)
Just as a snake sheds its skin, we must shed our past over and over again.
— Buddha (via wordsnquotes)
I didn’t realize it, but the days came along one after another, and then two years were gone, and everything was gone, and I was gone.
— F. Scott Fitzgerald, Babylon Revisted (via larmoyante)
wildstag:

Tucking it in for the evening by SF EYES on Flickr.

Camille Corot, Diana and Acteon (details), 1836

paddle8:

Oscar Niemeyer, Canoas House, 1953.
Read about this and other Niemeyer projects in last week’s post!
chartaimaginem:

View from Montmartre, Paris. Taken with a vintage camera.

The Hall of Mirrors reflects the reign of the Sun King in Versailles, France, July 1989
urs0vain:

4amskin:

Sometimes I look at people and make myself try and feel them as more than just a random person walking by. I imagine how deeply they’ve fallen in love, or how much heartbreak they’ve all been through.
Her (2013)

still need to see this