Simone Weil, “Detachment” (trans. Emma Craufurd), Simone Weil: An Anthology
[Text ID: “Love is not consolation, it is light.”]
landscape with a blur of conquerors, richard siken
I want to go to Paris and become a florist who also bakes pretty cakes, draws flowers, owns cats and wakes up at dawn to watch the sunrise over the city
bookstore cats...the cutest!
Baroque plaster meets ancient mosaic in the baptistry of St. John Lateran, Rome.
emotional expressions and shades of eyes in paintings
Fariha Róisín, How to Cure a Ghost
Remember when Virginia Woolf said “her eyes are pure stars, and her fingers, if they touch you, freeze you to the bone”, and then Oscar Wilde said “I don’t want to be at the mercy of my emotions. I want to use them, to enjoy them, and to dominate them”, the feels in this.
ocean vuong / @nolanisms (via) / novo amor / looking for langston (1989, dir. isaac julien, via) / jas ratchford / evie hilliar (via) / broken social scene