bonjourtableau: Saint François en extase, 1480, Giovanni Bellini, Frick Collection minuscule details
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FOREVER ALONE
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"The temptation is to stay inside; to subside into the kind of recluse whom neighbourhood children regard with derision and little awe; to let the hedges and weeds grow up, to allow the doors to rust shut, to lie on my bed in some gown-shaped garment and let my hair lengthens and spread out over the pillow and my fingernails to sprout into claws, while candle wax drips onto the carpet. But long ago I made a choice between classicism and romanticism. I prefer to be upright and contained - an urn in daylight."

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Margaret Atwood, The Blind Assassin (via supprosetry

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(via dreaminginthedeepsouth)

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fortunatoyjacinto: Mejor es la muerte que vida infeliz / y el reposo eterno que enfermedad persistente. Eclesiástico 30, 17. En pena he vivido largo tiempo / Tanto que ya no quiero vivir más / Y creo yo ciertamente / Mejor que la vida es la muerte.  [Hans Holbein, La danza de la muerte, trad. de José M. Tola, Premià, México, 1981, pp. 74-75.]
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nocturnalcurves: Willy Pogany
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aweekofkindness: Moritz von Schwind - A Player with a Hermit (c. 1846)
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Wait - what ?: A monk had for long been living away from the society of men in a hut...

dreaminginthedeepsouth:

A monk had for long been living away from the society of men in a hut in remote mountains. One day a visitor who had found his way there asked him, “How many years have you been living here? The monk replied simply, “There are no days on the calendar in these mountains.” A man who lives where time…

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