Design is for Lovers

The Diary of A Fine Lover
&
A Lover of Fine Things

“We are all born mad. Some remain so.”

—   Samuel Beckett (via journalofanobody)

(Source: orgzms, via poly-gr)

nevver:

Louis-Ferdinand Céline, Journey to the End of the Night

nevver:

Louis-Ferdinand Céline, Journey to the End of the Night

тишината
те попива

попива те

празен лист хартия

носи те
носи те

времето обръща гръб
денят обръща небе

под стрелките 
часовникът спи
с отворени очи

мъртвец

тишината го попива
попива го

спящите спят
красиво

красивите
живеят без думи

“Please do not understand me too quickly.”

—   André Gide (via pennymoons)

(Source: joycejamie, via romandesotomayor)

mazzystardust:

A Long Long Story | ph. Peter Lindbergh, Jul 1998

mazzystardust:

A Long Long Story | ph. Peter Lindbergh, Jul 1998

Непоносимост

Чуваш ли
как вятърът спира да диша,
докато светлината заспива денем.

Виждаш ли как
небето е прогорена лента,
а младостта ти - прекъснат филм.

Има ли смисъл да мълчим, когато
всеки ден е един изкуствен антракт?

“Each has his past shut in him like the leaves of a book known to him by heart and his friends can only read the title.”

—   Virginia Woolf (via seemoreandmore)

(via journalofanobody)

alyssa-berg:

Get Grounded

alyssa-berg:

Get Grounded

(via poetfire)

“Find meaning. Distinguish melancholy from sadness. Go out for a walk. It doesn’t have to be a romantic walk in the park, spring at its most spectacular moment, flowers and smells and outstanding poetical imagery smoothly transferring you into another world. It doesn’t have to be a walk during which you’ll have multiple life epiphanies and discover meanings no other brain ever managed to encounter. Do not be afraid of spending quality time by yourself. Find meaning or don’t find meaning but “steal” some time and give it freely and exclusively to your own self. Opt for privacy and solitude. That doesn’t make you antisocial or cause you to reject the rest of the world. But you need to breathe. And you need to be.”

—   Albert Camus, Notebooks, 1951-1959  (via thatkindofwoman)

(Source: starrywavves, via poetfire)

(Source: radio-void, via poly-gr)

nevver:

Thought so

Timber Timbre - Hot Dreams