honigimohr:

have you ever had to restart a song because you spaced out and weren’t appreciating it enough

violentwavesofemotion:

“When I paint you, you’ll have a string of pearls around your neck, which will flow on your breast like tears, like stars.”

— Margarita Karapanou, tr. by Karen Emmerich, from “Rien ne va Plus,”

violentwavesofemotion:

when victor hugo said “If you have ever seen a loved one vanish in the grave, never believe that you have been deserted. that loved one is still there, beside you more than ever. the beauty of death is presence–the indescribable presence of loved souls smiling at our tears. the creature we mourn is vanished, but not gone. we can no longer see her lovely face; but we sense that we are under her wings. the dead are invisible, but not absent.”

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