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Champagne Before Breakfast

Fighting the mean reds, the bad dancers, the philistines, the wilting, the scratched records...one glass of pink champagne-- with pomegranate-red and purple sunrises-- at a time.

anneboyer:

or “the wide difference that lies between the novelist’s and poet’s ‘jeune fille’, and the said ‘jeune fille’ as she really is” — Charlotte Bronte

The jeune fille as she really is is against personal writing, video blogs, autoportraits, and gymnastics teams. She prefers the writing down of ideas…

(Source: afinefrenzy)

“He knew that when he kissed this girl, and forever wed his unutterable visions to her perishable breath, his mind would never romp again like the mind of God. So he waited, listening for a moment longer to the tuning fork that had been struck upon a star. Then he kissed her. At his lips’ touch she blossomed for him like a flower and the incarnation was complete.” ~The Great Gatsby

“He knew that when he kissed this girl, and forever wed his unutterable visions to her perishable breath, his mind would never romp again like the mind of God. So he waited, listening for a moment longer to the tuning fork that had been struck upon a star. Then he kissed her. At his lips’ touch she blossomed for him like a flower and the incarnation was complete.” ~The Great Gatsby

love, I get so lost sometimes
days pass and this emptiness fills my heart
when I want to run away, I drive off in my car
but whichever way I go
I come back to the place you are

all my instincts, they return
and the grand facade so soon will burn
without a noise, without my pride
I reach out from the inside

—“In Your Eyes,” by Peter Gabriel

Mrs. Lintott: Can you, for a moment, imagine how dispiriting it is to teach five centuries of masculine ineptitude?!…History’s not such a frolic for women as it is for men. Why should it be? They never get round the conference table. In 1919, for instance, they just arranged the flowers then gracefully retired. History is a commentary on the various and continuing incapabilities of men. What is history? History is women following behind with the bucket.

The History Boys by Alan Bennett (via betzine)

list (and photograph) by Mia Nolting

list (and photograph) by Mia Nolting

Does Hemingway speak the truth?  If so, his words may explain my eternal state of longing.

Does Hemingway speak the truth?  If so, his words may explain my eternal state of longing.

(via notetosarah)

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