COISAS E QUIMERAS

Edward Burne-Jones (1833–1898), coloured drawing from ‘Letters to Katie, 1883–1889’

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The Diaries of Franz Kafka

“Words … are full of echoes, of memories, of associations—naturally. They have been out and about, on people’s lips, in their houses, in the streets, in the fields, for so many centuries. And that is one of the chief difficulties in writing them today—that they are so stored with meanings, with memories, that they have contracted so many famous marriages … How can we combine the old words in new orders so that they survive, so that they create beauty, so that they tell the truth? That is the question.”

– Virginia Woolf, “Craftmanship.”

“And again she felt alone in the presence of her old antagonist, life.”

- Virginia Woolf, To the lighthouse

- Bernard Plossu

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Old fashioned street light in Elfreth’s alley, Philadelphia, 1960s. Photographed by Andreas Feininger/LIFE.

“When it looked like the sun would not shine anymore
God put a rainbow in the clouds

Look at that — look at that! That’s a library — a library is a rainbow in the clouds.”

- Maya Angelou

Sylvia Plath, from a letter to Aurelia Plath written c. September 1962
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“How much better is silence; the coffee cup, the table. How much better to sit by myself like the solitary sea-bird that opens its wings on the stake. Let me sit here for ever with bare things, this coffee cup, this knife, this fork, things in themselves, myself being myself.”

― Virginia Woolf, The Waves

“This morning I am wonderfully peaceful. Just like a storm that has spent itself.”

— Virginia Woolf

Lionel Wendt, c. 1933–8 

Francesca Woodman, 1976

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