Friday, April 20, 2012

catherine and david (and marita too)


"He would try to work today and would almost certainly fail. There had been too much emotion, too much damage, too much of everything and his changing of allegiance, no matter how sound it had seemed, no matter how it simplified things for him, was a grave and violent thing and this letter compounded the gravity and the violence."
-Ernest Hemingway, The Garden of Eden.
Photos: tumblrweheartit.

Sunday, April 15, 2012

Wednesday, April 11, 2012

the garden of eden


"They could not be held tighter together than they were now and there was no badness afterwards. There was only happiness and loving each other and then hunger and replenishing and starting over."

-Ernest Hemingway, The Garden of Eden.
Photos: Unknown; Michael Donovan.

no boundaries, only transitions

"He was not crazy; he'd never been crazy. He'd only seen and heard the world as it always was: no boundaries, only transitions through all distances and time."

-Leslie Marmon Silko, Ceremony
Photos: © Katya Bryskina [Source]

Tuesday, April 10, 2012

bukowski


"I need help
I am a thin man being eaten by
green trees
butterflies
and you."

-Charles Bukowski, "I am eaten by butterflies," The Roominghouse Madrigals
Photo: Hana Haley [Source]

Monday, April 9, 2012

spectral shades


"Yes, he existed in flesh and blood, although he assumed the complete appearance of a real phantom; that is to say of a spectral shade."

-Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
Painting: The Monk by the Sea, Caspar David Friedrich. [Source]

Saturday, April 7, 2012

Revolutionary Letter #4


Left to themselves people
grow their hair
Left to themselves they make love
sleep easily
share blankets, dope & children
they are no lazy or afraid
they plant seeds, they smile, they speak to one another. The word
coming into its own: touch of love
on the brain, the ear.
We return with the sea, the tides
we return as often as leaves, as numerous
as grass, gentle, insistent, we remember
the way,
out babies toddle barefoot thru the cities of the universe.

-Diane DiPrima, "Revolutionary Letter #4," The Sixties Papers


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