Asiya Miyaさんのイラストまとめ

I am caught
in your circles,
concentric.

Like Saturn
I wear
the rings
of my dream.

I am not ruined by setting
nor do I rise myself.

- Federico García Lorca, Madrigals

🎨 Wassily Kandinsky, Composition with Circles and Lines. 1926

"Being Irish, he had an abiding sense of tragedy, which sustained him through temporary periods of joy."

~ W. B. Yeats

The making and eclectic background of W. B. Yeats on Quotomania ▶️
https://t.co/SW18Vlu94j

🎨 Jack B. Yeats, Driftwood in a Cave. 1948

"Where the night becomes the day,
Where the dream becomes the fact,
I am the Eternal Guest,
I am Way, I am Act."

Britten & W. H. Auden, Paul Bunyan: an operetta in two acts and a prologue, op. 17.

Georgia O'Keeffe, Black Place III. 1944

"Besides women’s talk, dreams are what hold the world in its orbit. But it is also dreams that crown it with moons, that’s why the sky is the splendour in men’s heads, unless men’s heads are the one and only sky."

~ José Saramago

Chagall, Aleko & Zemphira by
Moonlight. 1942

Often I imagine the earth
through the eyes of the atoms we’re made of . . . .
no me, no you, no opinions,
no beginning, no middle, no end,
soaring together like those
ancient Chinese birds
hatched miraculously with only one wing,
helping each other fly home.

Dan Gerber

"If I were to wish for something, I would wish not for wealth or power but for the passion of possibility, for the eye, eternally young, eternally ardent, that sees possibility everywhere. . ."

This excerpt from Either/Or by Søren Kierkegaard ▶️
https://t.co/hXsbxlSpVq

My soul
shattered with the strain
of trying to belong to earth—

What will you do,
when it is your turn in the field
with the god?

Louise Glück, Persephone the Wanderer from Averno

🎨 Franco Forleo 🙏@pizzaman1712

I broke with the sun and stars.
I let the world go.
I went far and deep with the knapsack of things I know.
I made the journey, bought the useless, found the indefinite,
And my heart is the same as it was: a sky and a desert.

Pessoa

🎨 Arthur G. Dove, Red Sun (1935)

Not I, not I, but the wind that blows through me!
A fine wind is blowing the new direction of Time.
If only I let it bear me, carry me, if only it carry me!

~ D.H. Lawrence, Song of A Man Who Has Come Through

📷 Sebastião Salgado,
Sahara, South of Djanet, Algeria (2009)

🎶 Ishraq (Illumination) by Oud Artist, Naseer Shamma
https://t.co/UDOoftBnZH

🎨 Majd Kurdieh :
The full moon appeared to me. But I sought another, to which there was no pathway. (Al-Mutanabbi)