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I think a majority of us have this problem of yearning for something we could never fathom possessing. It’s weird how once we acquire this treasure we come to reject it.

books0977: Dancers at the Old Opera House (c.1877). Edgar Degas (French, Impressionism, 1834-1917). Pastel. National Gallery of Art, Washingon, DC. At the ballet Degas found a world that excited both his taste for classical beauty and his eye for modern realism. He haunted the wings and classrooms of the magnificent Palais Garnier, home of the Paris Opéra and its Ballet, where some of the city’s poorest young girls struggled to become the fairies, nymphs and queens of the stage.
 American soldier and his English girlfriend on lawn in Hyde Park, one of the favorite haunts of US troops stationed in England, photo by Ralph Morse, London, May 1944
She’s to be queen now, she’s beautiful and rich and everyone loves her.
"I have found both freedom and safety in my madness; the freedom of loneliness and the safety from being understood, for those who understand us enslave something in us."
Khalil Gibran, The Madman (via iloveyou-totoro)

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muscovite: from Nick Cave’s Handwritten Dictionary of Words, 1984
"I think I’d give almost anything on earth to see you writing a something, an anything — a story, a poem, a tree, that was really and truly after your own heart."
J.D Salinger, from Seymour: An Introduction (via violentwavesofemotion)

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