Life on the River

Wednesday, 3 January 2024

Loving someone puts you in front of the cold stark reality of the person you are, just like a mirror, and so it makes you want to be a better person. It should always do that.

at January 03, 2024
Email ThisBlogThis!Share to XShare to FacebookShare to Pinterest

Give me books, French wine, fruit, fine weather and a little music played out of doors by somebody I do not know.

at January 03, 2024
Email ThisBlogThis!Share to XShare to FacebookShare to Pinterest

Memories warm you up from the inside. But they also tear you apart.

at January 03, 2024
Email ThisBlogThis!Share to XShare to FacebookShare to Pinterest

Sir, I admit your general rule, that every poet is a fool, But you yourself may serve to show it, that every fool is not a poet.

at January 03, 2024
Email ThisBlogThis!Share to XShare to FacebookShare to Pinterest

The happiness of life is made up of minute fractions - the little, soon forgotten charities of a kiss or a smile, a kind look or heartfelt compliment.

at January 03, 2024
Email ThisBlogThis!Share to XShare to FacebookShare to Pinterest

Never shall I forget the days I spent with you. Continue to be my friend, as you will always find me yours.

at January 03, 2024
Email ThisBlogThis!Share to XShare to FacebookShare to Pinterest

I don't want to be at the mercy of my emotions. I want to use them, to enjoy them, and to dominate them.

at January 03, 2024
Email ThisBlogThis!Share to XShare to FacebookShare to Pinterest
Newer Posts Older Posts Home
Subscribe to: Comments (Atom)

In order to be irreplaceable, one must always be different. – Coco Chanel

  • Anastasiia Zakharenko by David Dubnitskiy
  • “It doesn't matter if I think like a boy or a girl. It doesn't matter anymore if I'm either or both or neither. All that shit seems so petty and immaterial now. There's so little difference between one human being and the next, it's just hypotheses, human ideas about life and the world and words that mean nothing, about definitions that mean nothing to Earth, to nature, to the universe. Boys and girls and intersex people and me--we're just ideas, and when we're dead, the ideas will go with us. It all means nothing.”― Abigail Tarttelin, Golden Boy
    This summary is not available. Please click here to view the post.
  • Ph. Evgeny Mokhorev, Azis, Eugene, and Zhenya, 1999, from the series "Portraits."

Search This Blog

  • Home

Report Abuse

Labels

  • #night
  • bath
  • England
  • pubs

Blog Archive

  • March 2025 (202)
  • February 2025 (83)
  • January 2025 (75)
  • December 2024 (44)
  • November 2024 (199)
  • October 2024 (53)
  • September 2024 (64)
  • August 2024 (180)
  • July 2024 (269)
  • June 2024 (155)
  • May 2024 (165)
  • April 2024 (222)
  • March 2024 (582)
  • February 2024 (586)
  • January 2024 (677)
  • December 2023 (956)
  • November 2023 (244)
  • October 2023 (251)
  • September 2023 (496)
  • August 2023 (352)
  • July 2023 (237)
  • June 2023 (274)
  • May 2023 (379)
  • April 2023 (187)
  • March 2023 (239)
  • February 2023 (268)

About Me

Andrea
View my complete profile
Simple theme. Powered by Blogger.