“I have not broken your heart—you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine.”
Wuthering Heights (2011) dir. Andrea Arnold
“And you are my sacred book. My poem.”
– Umar Timol, from “Blood”, translated by Susan Wicks
Take me to the lakes where all the poets went to die. I don’t belong, and, my beloved, neither do you.
shoutout to my favorite coping mechanism, isolation
“Time is a game played beautifully by children.”
-Heraclitus
“...and then, I have nature and art and poetry, and if that is not enough, what is enough?”
Vincent van Gogh
The heart has its storms, has its seasons of drooping but also its calms and even its times of exaltation. There is a time of sighing and of praying but there is also a time of answer to prayer. Weeping may endure for a night but joy cometh in the morning.
Vincent van Gogh, in a letter to Theo van Gogh, 3 November 1876 (via weltenwellen)
❝Faber est suae quisque fortunae❞
"Every man is an artisan of his own fortune"
~Appius Claudius Caecus
Phantom Thread ; Paul Thomas Anderson