The year is dying.
The wind blows across
the stubble and finds
there is nothing left
for it to shake.
― Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
(#painting Edward Munch, Head by Head, 1905)
To love. To be loved.
To never forget your own insignificance.
To never get used to the unspeakable violence...of life around you.
To seek joy in the saddest places.
To pursue beauty to its lair.
Above all, to watch.
To never look away.
And never, never to forget.
A. Roy
It's the beautiful minds of this world
that win over beautiful faces.
They win hearts by winning minds.
~ Anna Karina
It's not where you take things from — it's where you take them to.
― Jean-Luc Godard
(ph. by William Klein, 1960)
Don’t only practice your art,
but force your way into its secrets
― Ludwig van Beethoven
(portrait by Frederic Theodore Lix)
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