It was not the feeling of completeness I so needed, but the feeling of not being empty.
—Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything Is Illuminated
"Don’t look behind you" ,2014
art by me
Walk On the Wild Side
Lou Reed | ‘Walk on the Wild Side’
Produced by David Bowie, the lyrics, describing a series of individuals and their journeys to New York City, refer to several of the regular “superstars" at Andy Warhol’s New York studio, The Factory; namely Holly Woodlawn, Candy Darling, Joe Dallesandro, Jackie Curtis and Joe Campbell (referred to in the song by his nickname Sugar Plum Fairy).
Say hey honey, take a walk on the wild side
Love me, because love doesn’t exist, and I have tried everything that does.
— Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything Is Illuminated
It’s not that people can’t love you if you don’t love yourself. It’s that you won’t feel it because it’ll always seem like you don’t deserve it.
—But It’s Not a Matter of Deserving (#53: January 11, 2014)
(Source: write2014, via livefromplanetearth)
This is my response to Illustration Friday's topic for last week which was 'Voice'. There's a new illustration in the pipeline for this week's topic but I thought this would still be worth sharing!
Time was passing like a hand waving from a train I wanted to be on. I hope you never have to think about anything as much as I think about you.
—Jonathan Safran Foer (via mynameiselly
Papa`anui Ahupua`a, Hawaii
by Eric Rolph
I’m the shoulder you can cry on and the hand that smacks that ass
Winter Scenery of Mochou Lake, Nanjing City, China
There will be a few times in your life when all your instincts will tell you to do something, something that defies logic, upsets your plans, and may seem crazy to others. When that happens, you do it. Listen to your instincts and ignore everything else. Ignore logic, ignore the odds, ignore the complications, and just go for it.
—Judith McNaught, Remember When
Cut a chrysalis open, and you will find a rotting caterpillar. What you will never find is that mythical creature, half caterpillar, half butterfly, a fit emblem of the human soul, for those whose cast of mind leads them to seek such emblems. No, the process of transformation consists almost entirely of decay.
—Pat Barker, Regeneration
(Source: awritersruminations, via commovente)
my dad likes to complain about how unkempt our backyard is