"A billion stars go spinning through the night,
glittering above your head,
But in you is the presence that will be
when all the stars are dead."
Rainer Maria Rilke (via observando)
“The Last Day I Was happy” 2014 colored pencils on paper, cm 30x21
- Me:But I have about fifty books at home I haven't read, there's no reason for me to buy these.
- My brain:Okay, but consider this: more books.
Jean Luc Godard
"The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.
For nothing now can ever come to any good."
W.H. Auden, Selected Poems (via observando)
"Everything and nothing are imminent. This moment now? Imminent. Wait. Oh, gosh. Now, past. It all depends on how you experience time. Time is a function of pleasure. The experience of it, I mean."