Quoi?

whatever it is that pulls the pin... that hurls you past the boundaries of your own life into a brief and total beauty... even for a moment... it is enough.
evocativesynthesis:

Model of Frank Lloyd Wright’s Herbert Jacobs House #1, Madison, Wisc., 1936-37; developed by Situ Studio, Brooklyn | Photo by David Heald, © The Solomon R. Guggenheim Foundation, New York . (via NYTimes.com)

evocativesynthesis:

Model of Frank Lloyd Wright’s Herbert Jacobs House #1, Madison, Wisc., 1936-37; developed by Situ Studio, Brooklyn | Photo by David Heald, © The Solomon R. Guggenheim Foundation, New York . (via NYTimes.com)

ambassador-of-anguish:

shouldertappingghosts:

If I was a famous author I would publish a book with ten different endings which all went to print with varying degrees of rarity, but not tell the fans about it so that I could watch their confusion as they disagree over how the story ended. Then when they figured it out I would ‘come clean’, telling them that I had released eleven alternate endings and watch them panic again as they all try to find the last ending.

This is perfect.

(via femmeboyant)

Above all, do not lose your desire to walk. Everyday, I walk myself into a state of well-being & walk away from every illness. I have walked myself into my best thoughts, and I know of no thought so burdensome that one cannot walk away from it. But by sitting still, & the more one sits still, the closer one comes to feeling ill. Thus if one just keeps on walking, everything will be all right.

—Søren Kierkegaard (via autobibliography)

(Source: existentialistsadness, via femmeboyant)