(Source: ehsisyphus)
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I know there is a tree ahead. Sergio, who accompanied me, climbed the tree. I asked him if he couldn’t think of something more original? Instead of answering, he climbed down, but probably without the tree. I say “probably” because from under my lowered lids, I couldn’t see and, who cares, I am melting. —
Witold Gombrowicz, Diary
(Hello, summer. I’ve had enough of you. I am melting.)
Je sais qu’il y a beaucoup de gens qui font du bien dans le monde, mais ils font pas ça tout le temps et il faut tomber au bon moment. Il y a pas de miracle. — Romain Gary, La vie devant soi
Buster Keaton and Samuel Beckett (!!!!!)
(Source: awesomepeoplehangingouttogether)
— Monsieur Hamil, est-ce qu’on peut vivre sans amour?
— Oui, dit-il, et il baissa la tête comme s’il avait honte.
— Romain Gary, La vie devant soi
The avant-garde must be short-lived; there is no such thing as a scream without end. — David Albahari, “The Essay”
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A great weariness suddenly and need for darkness and a narrow bed and the slow letting go of things, the trees, the wind, failures of nerve and efforts of will past and to come. More tomorrow. — Samuel Beckett, in a letter to to Georges Duthuit
(Source: drugofthenation)
I never knew such depths of silence, internally and externally, as I experienced in the Navajo desert. One night I was taken at full moon away into the desert where they were having a meeting before they had their dancing. There were crowds of Indians there, about two thousand under the moon. And before the proceedings began there was no sound in the desert amongst those people except the occasional cry of a baby or the rattle of a horse’s harness or the crackling of fire under a pot—those natural sounds that really don’t take anything from the silence.
— P.L. Travers, The Art of Fiction no.63
wild rumpus
(Source: bookshavepores, via reading-as-breathing)
R.I.P. Maurice Sendak, king of the wild things
Francis Bacon, Figure Study I, 1945-46
From the National Galleries of Scotland:
This is an important early painting by Bacon, as he destroyed much of his work from the period of 1935 to 1944. Despite the title, it is a figure study only by implication. It is one of the few works in Bacon’s oeuvre that does not feature a figure, though the trilby hat and tweed overcoat suggest a human presence. The painting was followed by a similar work, ‘Figure Study II’ (Huddersfield Art Gallery), which shows the same coat motif, from which a deformed, screaming figure - perhaps lurking under the coat in this painting - emerges.
Inside the Mosque, Cordoba
(Source: archimaps, via thearabesque)