There is too much of everything. I keep silent. I hold my breath. I curl up in a ball, I give up my boundaries, I retreat towards an imaginary center… I have my head shaved, my teeth pulled and my breasts cut off — everything that bothers my gaze or slows it down — the stomach, the ovaries, the conscious and cysted brain. When I have nothing more than a heartbeat to note, to perfection, I will...
Unexpressed emotions will never die. They are buried alive and will come forth...– Sigmund Freud (mirabile-visu, serialstranger)
As soon as we start putting our thoughts into words and sentences everything...– Marcel Duchamp (aelxndr)
I love, pale one, your lifted eyebrows bridging Twin darknesses of flowing...– Charles Baudelaire (dondante)
Miles Davis, Flamenco Sketches (alternate take),...
Nessuno mi ha riconosciuto sotto la maschera dell’identità con gli altri, né ha...– Fernando Pessoa, Una sola moltitudine (progvolution)
The only unbearable thing is that nothing is unbearable.– Arthur Rimbaud (liquidnight)
I am the most tired woman in the world. I am tired when I get up. Life requires...– Anaïs Nin (dialogues)
C’è qualcosa di più triste che invecchiare, ed è rimanere bambini.– Cesare Pavese