I thought it was weird, when you picked us to make a documentary. But all in all, I think an ordinary paper company like Dunder Mifflin was a great subject for a documentary.
So we shall let the reader answer this question for himself: Who is the happier man, he who has braved the storm of life and lived, or he who has stayed securely on shore and merely existed?
from “Security” by Hunter S. Thompson, age seventeen, 1955 (via kathrynsoloway)
“dutch baroque” i think u mean “a group of people looking at you as if you just personally insulted their mom”
The way to despair is to refuse to have any kind of experience.
He closed his eyes, surrendering himself to her, body and mind, conscious of nothing in the world but the dark pressure of her softly parting lips. They pressed upon his brain as upon his lips as though they were the vehicle of a vague speech; and between them he felt an unknown and timid pressure, darker than the swoon of sin, softer than sound or odour.
A woman should be able to kiss a man beautifully and romantically without any desire to be either his wife or his mistress.
F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Beautiful and Damned (via sailors-waltz)
backstage at Giambattista Valli haute couture, spring/summer 2013
Katya Riabynikina @ Women Paris
Well I have brittle bones it seems
I bite my tongue and I torch my dreams
Have a little voice to speak with
And a mind of thoughts and secrecy
Friday night traffic on Larimer Street, downtown Denver.
But time… how time first grounds us and then confounds us. We thought we were being mature when we were only being safe. We imagined we were being responsible but we were only being cowardly. What we called realism turned out to be a way of avoiding things rather than facing them. Time… give us enough time and our best-supported decisions will seem wobbly, our certainties whimsical.
Julian Barnes, The Sense of an Ending (via saisonlune)