31 5 / 2012

vintageanchor:

“Death left its old tragic heaven and became the lyrical core of man: his invisible truth, his visible secret.” ― Michel Foucault, The Birth of the Clinic: An Archaeology of Medical Perception

vintageanchor:

“Death left its old tragic heaven and became the lyrical core of man: his invisible truth, his visible secret.”
Michel Foucault, The Birth of the Clinic: An Archaeology of Medical Perception

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28 5 / 2012

oldbookillustrations:

And the Raven, never flitting,
Still is sitting, still is sitting

 William Ladd Taylor, from The raven, by Edgar Allan Poe, New York, 1884.

(Source: archive.org)

oldbookillustrations:

And the Raven, never flitting,
Still is sitting, still is sitting

William Ladd Taylor, from The raven, by Edgar Allan Poe, New York, 1884.

(Source: archive.org)

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28 5 / 2012

oldbookillustrations:

Get thee back into the tempest
And the Night’s Plutonian shore!

William Ladd Taylor, from The raven, by Edgar Allan Poe, New York, 1884.

(Source: archive.org)

oldbookillustrations:

Get thee back into the tempest
And the Night’s Plutonian shore!

William Ladd Taylor, from The raven, by Edgar Allan Poe, New York, 1884.

(Source: archive.org)

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27 5 / 2012

vintageanchor:

“The truth is that everyone is bored, and devotes himself to cultivating habits.” ―Albert Camus, The Plague

vintageanchor:

“The truth is that everyone is bored, and devotes himself to cultivating habits.”
Albert Camus, The Plague

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27 5 / 2012

thingsorganizedneatly:

SUBMISSION: Sandwich #7: California Powerhouse // www.StatelySandwiches.com

thingsorganizedneatly:

SUBMISSION: Sandwich #7: California Powerhouse // www.StatelySandwiches.com

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27 5 / 2012

"Ugly is irrelevant. It is an immeasurable insult to a woman, and then supposedly the worst crime you can commit as a woman. But ugly, as beautiful, is an illusion. A matter of taste, a whim, an eye, a beholder, an opinion, a spin, light crossing the frame, paint, projection. The moment. Context."

Margaret Cho (via theseasonofthewitch)

(Source: quote-book, via sexgenderbody)

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26 5 / 2012

"Nothing can grow under big trees."

Brancusi, on leaving Rodin’s workshop after only two months (via austinkleon)

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