person: *is significantly taller than me*
me: interesting… did you know I’m in love with you
“She had bought herself a blotting book, writing case, pen-holder, and envelopes, although she had no one to write to; she dusted her what-not, looked at herself in the glass, picked up a book, and then, dreaming between the lines, let it drop on her knees. She longed to travel or to go back to her convent. She wished at the same time to die and to live in Paris.”
— Madame Bovary by Gustave Flaubert
“What is it that the child has to teach?
The child naively believes that everything should be fair and everyone should be honest, that only good should prevail, that everybody should have what they want and there should be no pain or sadness. The child believes the world should be perfect and is outraged to discover it is not.
And the child is right.”
— Rabbi Tzvi Freeman
there is no audience to perform for, there is no approval, no admiration to attain. there is no role worth playing, there is no one to convince. let it go
Evening dress Date:1905 Medium: Silk, Lace Museum of arts & crafts, Zagreb
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i wish i could go back to when i was a child and i would make magic potions, collect flowers and line them up in a little rows, and make fairy houses out of sticks and leaves in the garden. everything felt so real then