april may june
There's a place in hell for me and my friends.
18:25 salvadordali-art:

The Triangular Hour, 1933
Salvador Dali 
18:24

Uma verdade em arte é aquela cuja contraditória é igualmente verdadeira.

22:53
22:29
- Do you even like jazz - or was that something for my benefit?
23:01
22:40

Moi je joue. Moi je joue à joue contre joue. Je veux jouer à joue contre vous mais vous, le voulez-vous? De tout coeur, je veux gagner ce coeur à coeur, vous connaissez mon jeu par coeur, alors défendez-vous. Sans tricher, je vous le promets, j’ai gagné, tant pis c’est bien fait Vous êtes mon jouet. A présent, ce ne sera plus vous mais toi, et tu feras ca t’apprendra n’importe quoi pour moi. Sans m’en faire, je vais t’assurer. Un enfer de griffes et de crocs, tu crieras bientot “Au secours” alors décidant de ton sort pour m’éviter quelques remords je t’aimerai plus fort. Oh oui plus fort. Oh oui oui oui, plus for. Oh la la…

21:06 mija-ditaliar:

蜉蝣 on We Heart It. http://weheartit.com/entry/28144068/via/mijaliar
23:03

It was just one of those things, just one of those crazy flings, one of those bells that now and then rings, just one of those things. It was just one of those nights, just one of those fabulous flights. A trip to the moon on gossamer wings, just one of those things. If we’d thought a bit about the end of it, when we started painting the town, we’d have been aware that our love affair was too hot not to cool down. So good-bye, dear, and amen. Here’s hoping we meet now and then, it was great fun, but it was just one of those things.

17:06 
Jan van Goyen, A Windmill by the River (detail), 1642 (x)
16:46

'Nutria pela curiosidade alheia aquela aversão que só muito tarde se apodera dos homens de génio e que nunca abandona as pessoas vulgares'. O.Wilde

18:25
02:20

'Into tears, my father, that’s how I want to melt away, when thinking that this letter will cause the greatest grief to a faithful father's heart. That all the hopes for my future welfare and its comfort in old age has to disappear at once; that all applied effort and diligence for my upbringing to the maturity of the desired happiness even have been in vain; yes – that I will have to bow in the prime of my years without presenting to you in this world the fruits of my efforts and my achieved sciences. How didn't I think to ascend the world and make your conceived hope one satisfied; how didn't I think that I will not lack of happiness and well-being; how wasn't I occupied from the certainty of my reputation. But all in vain! How futile man's thoughts are: At once everything is falling apart; and how sadly is the scenery of my life coming to an end; and how is my current state distinguished from that with which my thoughts have gone; I must – instead of promenading the way of honor and reputation – walk the path of disgrace and a shameful death. [..] Get strong again my father, and believe me, God is with me in this game, without whose will nothing happens, not even a sparrow on the earth may fall! […] Meanwhile, I thank you with filial respect for all the father loyalty shown to me, from my childhood to the present hour […] Now nothing is left for me but to close with this consolation: Even though, my father, you haven't experienced anything high and distinguished from me in this world, oh! so please be assured that you will find even higher in heaven. Your faithful until death son'. — Hans Hermann von Katte

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23:18

After years of expensive education, a car full of books and anticipation, I’m an expert on Shakespeare and that’s a hell of a lot, But the world don’t need scholars as much as I thought. Maybe I’ll go traveling for a year, finding myself, or start a career. I could work for the poor, though I’m hungry for fame, we all seem so different but we’re just the same. Maybe I’ll go to the gym, so I don’t get fat. Aren’t things more easy, with a tight six pack? Who knows the answers, who do you trust, I can’t even separate love from lust. Maybe I’ll move back home and pay off my loans, working nine to five, answering phones… But don’t make me live for my Friday nights, drinking eight pints and getting in fights. Don’t wanna get up, just have a lie in, leave me alone, I’m a twentysomething. Maybe I’ll just fall in love, that could solve it all, Philosophers say that that’s enough… There surely must be more, love ain’t the answer, nor is work, the truth eludes me so much it hurts. But I’m still having fun and I guess that’s the key, I’m a twentysomething and I’ll keep being me.

15:58 
Johan Christian Dahl, Eruption of the Volcano Vesuvius (detail), 1821 (x)