Simply; Plus Que Des Mots
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Perpetual Calendar, 2013 | by Arina Pozdnyak
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From Why We Broke Up by Daniel Handler & Maira Kalman
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Learn to love solitude, to be more alone with yourselves. The tragedy of today’s young people is that they try to unite on the basis of carrying out noisy and aggressive actions so as not to feel lonely, and this is a sad thing. The individual must learn from childhood to be on his own, for this doesn’t mean to be lonely: it means to not get bored with oneself, because a person who finds himself bored when he is alone, it seems to me, is a person in danger.
Andrei Tarkovsky on being asked, ‘What would you like to tell young people? (via creatingaquietmind)
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Philip K. Dick, Flow My Tears, the Policeman Said
You should be with somebody who makes you forget what it felt like to be sad.
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S.L. Jennings, Fear of Falling
It’s strange. I felt less lonely when I didn’t know you.
The Flies (Jean Paul Sartre)
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Sometimes, it is the smallest thing that saves us: the weather growing cold, a child’s smile, a cup of excellent coffee.
Jonathan Carroll (via wordsthat-speak)
I enjoy controlled loneliness. I like wandering around the city alone. I’m not afraid of coming back to an empty flat and lying down in an empty bed. I’m afraid of having no one to miss, of having no one to love.
Kuba Wojewodzki, Polish journalist and comedian. (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)
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I am inhabited by a cry.
Nightly it flaps out
Looking, with its hooks, for something to love.
Sylvia Plath (via observando)
I knew it wasn’t too important, but it made me sad anyway.
J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye (via simply-quotes)
“ Beauty can be seen in all things, seeing and composing the beauty is what separates the snapshot from the photograph"