It’s when I’m standing six feet away from you and not being able to find the words to tell you how much I love you and how much I miss you that I want to just scream to the whole room that I’m still in love with you. It’s when I’m sitting alone with the phone in my hand dialing your number and hanging up that I would trade a thousand tomorrows for just one yesterday. Then I could just call you to tell you goodnight. It’s when I am really sad about something and need someone to talk to that I realize you’re the only one who really knew me at all. It’s when I cry myself to sleep at night and it hits me how much I would give to hold you at that very moment. It’s when I think about you that I realize no one else in the world is meant for me.

~   James Frey
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That idea is strange to me. People keep on loving. People keep on loving even if you are not there in their face everyday to remind them? People keep on loving even if they no longer see you at all? People keep on loving even if they are loving someone else? Impossible: to believe you can be loved in absence when you don’t even know how it feels to be loved when you are there.

~   Camilla Gibb
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That cover I just posted of Claudia Schiffer by Mario Testino reminded me of one of my favorite photography quotes by one of my favorite fashion photographers:

“Fashion photography is basically photography of a woman. Consequently, a woman as seductress sells through flirtation and titillation. Physical sex is not necessary, the promise will do. I believe sensuality is the bond. For me a good fashion photograph makes a promise it can never keep. By the sheer fact of being printed it appears to be an attainable truth, when in fact it is an individual projection of a photographer. It also unique in that it requires not only a talent in photography, but also a fashion sense.”

-Chris von Wangenheim

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A human creature born abnormally, inhumanly sensitive.

To him… a touch is a blow,
a sound is a noise,
a misfortune is a tragedy,
a joy is an ecstasy,
a friend is a lover,
a lover is a god,
and failure is death.

Add to this cruelly delicate organism the overpowering necessity to create, create, create - - - so that without the creating of music or poetry or books or buildings or something of meaning, his very breath is cut off from him. He must create, must pour out creation. By some strange, unknown, inward urgency he is not really alive unless he is creating.

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Pearl S. Buck, (1892-1973), recipient of the Pulitzer Prize in 1932 and of the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1938, said the following about Highly Sensitive People

(via crescentnstars)

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La mejor forma de olvidar a una mujer es convertirla en literatura

~   Arthur Miller (via comohormigabrava)
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arpeggia: Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms, 1929
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Fashion is an endless process of elimination: in and out, now and then, new and old, right and wrong. Being among the chosen provides the nervous adrenalin on which fashion runs. It is a highly visible state of grace, for you are seated on the front row of fashion, you are invited to Yves’ party, you are the face in every magazine, you are deified. But with the thrill of being chosen comes the fear of the fall from grace. Fashion’s compulsion for change means it is only ever a matter of time before you are out, rather than in, you are wrong rather than right. It is the coexistence of these two states—euphoria and fear—which creates the ecstasy and terror of fashion. Anyone who has ever sat in the audience of a fashion show has sensed that terror.

~   The Beautiful Fall by Alicia Drake
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the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars.”
― Jack Kerouac, On the Road

~   (via lauravelaatl)
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Why do people have to be this lonely? What’s the point of it all? Millions of people in this world, all of them yearning, looking to others to satisfy them, yet isolating themselves. Why? Was the earth put here just to nourish human loneliness?

~   Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart (via soboku)
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