Ist es nicht schön?
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Tumblr went too close to the sun.
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Speech is but a cracked kettle in which we move while our psyches long to make music that will melts the stars.
mythological posters, featuring icarus
“The unlucky father, not a father, called, “Where are you, Icarus?” and “Where are you? In what place shall I seek you, Icarus?” He called again; and then he saw the wings of his dear Icarus, floating on the waves.”
Aesthetics: Icarus and the Sun (Enjoltaire)
“Yes, we too are stardust.”— Jostein Gaarder, Sophie’s World
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“I postpone death by living, by suffering, by error, by risking, by giving, by losing.”— Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin
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“It is a fire that consumes me, but I am the fire.”— Jorge Luis Borges, A New Refutation of Time
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