polished...

When people hurt you over and over, think of them like sand paper.

They may scratch and hurt you a bit, but in the end, you end up polished and they end up useless.

unknown source (anyone?)

Sasha Pivovarova by Miles Aldridge, Numero #63 May 2006

courage….

Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one’s courage.
— Anaïs Nin
Brad Kunkle

words and eggs

Words and eggs must be handled with care.

Once broken they are impossible things to repair.

Anne Sexton
Rosanna Jones

storing...

Most of our childhood is stored not in photos, but in certain biscuits, lights of day, smells, textures of carpet.

— Alain de Botton
Valentino haute couture f/w 2013

you didn't love her...

You didn't love her. You just didn't want to be alone. Or maybe, maybe she was good for your ego. 

Or maybe she made you feel better about your miserable life.
Or maybe she made you feel better about your miserable life, but you didn’t love her, 
because you don’t destroy the person that you love. 
-Callie Torres, 'The Heart of the Matter
Wastes (studies), Christian Capurro, poured and blown correction fluid on magazine pages

go to hell...

I’d say go to hell, but I never want to see you again.

— Sylvia Plath

ellen rogers

stay silent...

How beautiful is it to stay silent

When someone expects you to be enraged from them.

And how beautiful it is to laugh

When someone thinks you are going to shed tears.

via desertwinds

Bjork- Venus as a boy

noble...

When you do something noble and beautiful and nobody noticed, do not be sad.
For the sun every morning is a beautiful spectacle and yet most of the audience still sleeps.

-John Lennon
Winter 01/02, Grande Halle de la Villette
Paolo Roversi

I let it go...

I let it go. It’s like swimming against the current. It exhausts you.

After a while, whoever you are, you just have to let go, and the river brings you home.

— Joanne Harris, from "Five Quarters of the Orange"

Gerhard Richter // Ohne Titel (MV. 42)

wisdom...

Knowledge speaks, but wisdom listens.

— Jimi Hendrix

“Jolie Poupée” - Devon Aoki, photographed for Jalouse magazine

wisely...

People inspire you, or they drain you — pick them wisely.

— Hans F. Hansen

  Bridget Hall in "Lighter Shade of Pale" by Mario Testino for Harper’s Bazaar US November 1993

Ignorant mind...

The ignorant mind, with its infinite afflictions, passions and evils, is rooted in the three poisons: Greed, Anger and Delusion. 

-Bodhidharma

shahir zag

remember...

You can dance, you can sing, you can do whatever you want, but remember not to interfere in anybody’s life.

 -Osho

saoirse ronan in ‘born free’ by rankin for dazed & confused, april 2013

a bore...

The secret of being a bore is to tell everything.

Le secret d’ennuyer est celui de tout dire.

(Sept Discours en Vers sur l’Homme, 1738) -Voltaire

“Sogno Romantico-  Flair Magazine, October 2006, photographer: Javier Vallhonrat

fine line….

There is a fine line between serendipity and stalking

-David Coleman

Dior. The backgrounds were shot this morn by Terry Richardson, Paolo Roversi, Patrick Demarchelier, and Willy Vanderperre.

if...

If you can do no good, at least do no harm.

— Kurt Vonnegut

Miu Miu S/S 2013 Ad Campaign by Inez & Vinoodh

I spoke….

Thus I spoke, more and more softly; for I was afraid of my own thoughts and the thoughts behind my thoughts.

— Friedrich Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra
Let Me In, Melissa Tammerijn by Henrik Bulow for Rika #8 Spring/Summer 2013

always be there..

 Her sleep was a form of neglect. She did nothing for days, the sun and moon had washed up on the same shore.
Her negligee became her flesh, her flesh became the soft folding of air over the sheets.
And there was no night, nor any sign of it.
Nothing curled in the air but the sound of nothing, the hymn of nothing, the humming of the room, of its past.
Her flesh turned from itself into the sheets of light.
She began to wake; her hair spilled into the rivers of shadow.
Her eyes half-open, she saw the man across the room, she watched him and could not choose between sleep and wakefulness.
And he watched her and the moment became their lives so that she would never rise or turn from him,
so that he would always be there.
— Mark Strand

amber ortolano