Vincent van Gogh, Kop van een skelet met brandende sigaret ( Skull of a Skeleton with Burning Cigarette) ; 1886
“To love someone else is easy, but to love what you are, the thing that is yourself, is just as if you were embracing a glowing, red-hot iron; it burns into you and that is very painful. Therefore, to love somebody else in the first place is always an escape which we all hope for, and we all enjoy it when we are capable of it. But in the long run, it comes back on us. You cannot stay away from yourself forever. You have to return, have to come to that experiment, to know whether you really can love. That is the question - whether you can love yourself. And that will be the test.”
— Carl Jung
this blue house feels so cozy yet i have never been inside it
Isn’t it weird how you can actually feel the pain in your chest and stomach when something really hurts your feelings
Isn’t it scary knowing that anytime could be the last time you talk to someone? Always keep that in mind.
Marilyn Monroe and Arthur Miller on the set of Some Like it Hot, 1958.