Arthur Miller, The Crucible (via wordsnquotes)
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I may think of you softly from time to time. But I’ll cut off my hand before I ever reach for you again.
Source: wordsnquotes.com
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“You should have seen me when I was trying to get an agent. It was like, ‘I’ve only worked in soap, I’ve not been to drama school, I’m 22 years old and haven’t worked for a year. I’m a great catch!’”
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I am wherever there is pain […]
Vladimir Mayakovsky, in A Cloud in Trousers (via minima–moralia)
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Three ‘hidden mother’ photographs, 19th century. Source article: The Telegraph. Linda Fregni Nagler:
‘In America it was common practice for the mother, or other caretaker, to hold the child steady during the long exposure, since any wriggling would blur the image. Yet at the same time, the mother was expected to hide any sign that she was actually in the frame.’
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Ashley Moore photographed by Aris Jerome
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She was cold by nature, self-
love predominating over
passion; rather than being
virtuous, she preferred to have
her pleasures all to herself.
Émile Zola, Pot-Bouille. (Les Rougon-Macquart, #10)
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–let me say that I myself have torn myself to shreds.
Franz Kafka, The Blue Octavo Notebooks (via theclassicsreader)
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I’m hungry and hollow and just want something to call my own.
Richard Siken, Wishbone (via wordsnquotes)
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Unpublished shot with phoebe tonkin for russh magazine
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Jon Snow in 6.04 (for @addinfinity)
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power. grace. wisdom.