street corner symphonies

Dearest, I feel certain that I am going mad again. I feel we can’t go through another of those terrible times. And I shan’t recover this time. I begin to hear voices, and I can’t concentrate. So I am doing what seems the best thing to do. You have given me the greatest possible happiness. You have been in every way all that anyone could be. I don’t think two people could have been happier ‘til this terrible disease came. I can’t fight any longer. I know that I am spoiling your life, that without me you could work. And you will I know. You see I can’t even write this properly. I can’t read. What I want to say is I owe all the happiness of my life to you. You have been entirely patient with me and incredibly good. I want to say that—everybody knows it. If anybody could have saved me it would have been you. Everything has gone from me but the certainty of your goodness. I can’t go on spoiling your life any longer. I don’t think two people could have been happier than we have been. V

- Virginia Woolf

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Houses, MexicoPhoto: Oscar Ruiz

Scrap Irony: Irreverent Illustrated Cultural Commentary by Edward Gorey circa 1961

What a thrill, what a shock, to be alive on a morning in June, prosperous, almost scandalously privileged, with a simple errand to run.

- Clarissa Vaughan, The Hours. (via being—human)

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Poor gauzy souls trying to express ourselves in something tangible. Marcia with her written book; I with my unwritten ones. Trying to choose our mediums and then taking what we get- and being glad.

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Head and Shoulders, F. Scott Fitzgerald

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(Source: thouartgolden, via thistlewitches)

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I just keep moving from one amazing view to another 😍

virare:

In Bohemia
Claudia Mason by Enrique Badulescu for Elle UK August 1991

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Wad Magazines 10th Anniversary cover