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Early morning visitor. Red Fox/räv. Värmland, Sweden (July 16, 2019).

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The Flower Duet - Lakmé

My soundtrack for tumblr today. Just thought I’d share such a beautiful song :)

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A Room With A View (1986).

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William Morris, from a poem titled "September," featured in Poems by the Way, originally published in 1891

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me: truly a well crafted tragedy is such a bittersweet pleasure to take in and serves a purpose, not just as a sad story but as a reminder that even that which ends badly might not have happened in vain or for nothing. The love, the grief, the actions still meant something simply for having taken place and for us partaking in it.

me when said tragedy is about to actually unfold, sweating: ok but consider this. i dont want this to happen

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“I heard a dark prediction rising in my own body.”

— Louise Glück, excerpt of Saint Joan  (via 89words)

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Kay Francis circa 1938

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went to control freak island and everyone there knew you

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Francesca Woodman, I'm trying my hand at fashion photography, 1977

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la nuit américaine (1973) dir. françois truffaut

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Trans-Europ-Express (1967)

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“To listen is to become like the moon, silent and full of light, a witness in the dark.”

— Catherynne M. Valente, The Habitation of the Blessed

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La Nuit américaine

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“She burns with a nervous brightness that at times is unbearable to watch. Life itself is too treacherous for this woman to survive it…not because she is fragile, necessarily…but because she is sensitive. The world is not kind to its most sensitive members. And she is a master fantasist, escape artist, and pretender. She has to be.”

— Alexander Walker, on Vivien Leigh’s character in A Streetcar Named Desire (via violentwavesofemotion)

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(via In the Studio: Helen Frankenthaler and the Bohemians • Burt Glinn • Magnum Photos)

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Chaumet’s “Métamorphoses de Daphné” Pink Spinel and Diamond Necklace

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She undid her hair, and it fell rushing into the wind's torrid grasp.

— Adam Cantwell, Orphans on a Granite Tide