"memory paints a halo of tender thoughts around you" antique telegraph postcard, circa 1900
“Chaque douce étreinte du crépuscule, éveille en moi une lueur voluptuaire, murmurant les désirs de l'amour et les rêves clandestins de romances éphémères.„
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“Every soft embrace of twilight awakens in me a voluptuous glow, whispering the desires of love and clandestine dreams of ephemeral romances.„
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— Fred Leforgeur-Baudelaire
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Fine art photo & graphic design : James Mills
Be as simple as you can be; you will be astonished to see how uncomplicated and happy your life can become... :))
Elle ne parlait pas, elle mitraillait, les répliques en embuscade dans sa bouche.
Yasmina Khadra - Les anges meurent de nos blessures
We lay down and let our skin mark the borders for us. Here, we are uncivilized. Here, we are untamed, we are barbarians. Here, we play with our food, eat with our fingers. Here we spill our drinks and we let our bodies’ heathen armies wage their wars, claim and lose lands. Here, we pillage each others’ villages… There are no walls here, there are only stars and campfires and oral histories spoken face to face, lip by lip. Here, there are no clocks, there is only time, time and the endless wind of hands. - Peregrine
Ways to feel like an utter clown: rewind to that one time I thought it was hopelessly romantic to blow in a small shell and give it to someone special telling them to keep it safe because it holds mine and the sea's breath alike and it would remind them of me.
Roman Ruins in Schonbrunn, 1891 - oil on canvas. — Carl Moll (Austrian, 1861-1945)
“La passion et la folie se côtoient, elles sont amies et ennemies à la fois.„
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“Passion and madness rub shoulders, they are friends and enemies at the same time.„
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— Fred Leforgeur-Baudelaire | An "IS" piece of writing
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Fine art photography : Flavia Lucini
