Theodora the Explorer

Come Fly With Me by Frank Sinatra
15:33 thehotchpotch:

Italian florist
15:09"How beautiful a street is in winter! It is at once revealed and obscured." — Virginia Woolf

Now You See Everything by Stephen Steinbrink
13:54"Her finely touched spirit had still its fine issues, though they were not widely visible. Her full nature, like that river of which Cyrus broke the strength, spent itself in channels which had no great name on the earth. But the effect of her being on those around her was incalculably diffusive: for the growing good of the world is partly dependent on unhistoric acts; and that things are not so ill with you and me as they might have been, is half owing to the number who lived faithfully a hidden life, and rest in unvisited tombs." — George Eliot, Middlemarch
11:46 patrickhumphreys:

Barbara Hepworth carving Contrapuntal Forms in Trewyn Studio, St Ives, Cornwall, 1950.

Blue by Willow Beats
06:46"Why do you go away? So that you can come back. So that you can see the place you came from with new eyes and extra colors. And the people there see you differently, too. Coming back to where you started is not the same as never leaving." — Terry Pratchett, A Hat Full of Sky (via m-anque)

(Source: splitterherzen, via feelfearless)


Out of Mind by Magic Man
06:24"The little girl’s sense of secrecy that developed at prepuberty only grows in importance. She closes herself up in fierce solitude: she refuses to reveal to those around her the hidden self that she considers to be her real self. There is still an enormous difference between this heroine and the objective face that her parents and friends recognise in her. She is also convinced that she is misunderstood: her relationship with herself becomes even more passionate: she becomes intoxicated with her isolation, feels different, superior, exceptional: she promises that the future will take revenge on the mediocrity of her present life. From this narrow and petty existence she escapes by dreams. She has always loved to dream: she gives herself up to this penchant more than ever; she uses poetic clichés to mask a universe that intimidates her, she sanctifies the male sex with moonlight, rose-coloured clouds, velvet night; she tells herself foolish fairy tales. She sinks so often into such nonsense because she has no grasp on the world; if she had to act, she would be forced to see clearly, whereas she can wait in the fog." — The Second Sex, Simone de Beauvoir
15:08"You look down at all these hungry little beaks—all these stories waiting to be finished—and you say to them, Which of you needs to be fed? Which of you needs to be finished today? And the story that yells the loudest, the idea that stands up and opens its mouth, is the one that gets fed." — Ray Bradbury

Instant Crush by Daft Punk ft. Julian Casablancas