não me arrependo das horas que perdi a esperar-te quando ainda havia a esperança. a esperança que havia quando, a esperar-te, perdi horas de que não me arrependo.

um instante de memória de chegares é mais valioso do que jardins. do que montanhas. do que anos de tempo.

arrependo-me de ficar ao sol, de sorrir, de esquecer que devagar passam os dias. os dias passam devagar, esquecendo-se de sorrir ao sol, e de ficar onde me arrependo.

José Luis Peixoto, in A casa, a Escuridão

Once you have tasted flight...

Once you have tasted flight, you will forever walk the earth with your eyes turned skyward, for there you have been, and there you will always long to return.

Leonardo da Vinci

 

This time of the day, always

Sunsets and twilights being my favourite part of the day is no news here (see here & here & here). I had 2 weeks of unforgeattable sunsets at the beach in South France, unforgeattable indeed. 

The difference between me and other people is that I’ve always demanded more from the sunsets… More spectacular colors as the sun hits the horizon. That’s perhaps my only sin.

in Nymphomaniac

Antibes, France.

Why do we look at photographs?

A photograph is a moment of our time in life, a brief slice of happening. It’s the capturing of a memory, holding far more detail than we can ever comprehend…the way the light looked, the way it felt to be there. Sometimes, if the photograph is good enough, you can smell the air, feel it along your skin.

You can look at a good photograph and feel it come alive, the image dancing into a mirage of your memories – are they real? are they fact? – blurring the lines between what is my remembering and what is yours, what is a dream and what is your own reality.

I’ve been here before…or have I? (...)

Jamie Beck (one of my favorite contemporary photographers

as seen here & here & here)

What should we think about death?

One thing we can be sure of is that we will die.
Everybody will.
Some people do not like the thought of this and don’t accept it. They prefer to think that death is not the end of us but that we might live on, perhaps in another life on earth, or in another place where people are rewarded or punished. But wanting something to be true is not the same as it being true. And there is no evidence to support the idea that our minds could survive the end of our bodies. What sense could we make of the things that we value – love, experiences, communication, achievements, the warmth of the sun on our face – if we were disembodied? And if life were eternal, wouldn’t it lose much of what gives it shape, structure, meaning and purpose? Think about reading a good book or eating a delicious cake. These may be great pleasures, but one of the things that makes them pleasures is that they come to an end. A book that went on and on forever and a cake that you never stopped eating would both soon lose their appeal.

Death is a natural part of life. It makes sense for us to try not to be afraid of this but instead to come to terms with it. Then we can focus on finding meaning and purpose in the here and now, making the most of the one life we know we have and helping others to do the same, choosing good over evil without the expectation of reward in some other place.

When we do die, we will live on in the work we have done and in the memories of the other people whose lives we have been part of. Our bodies will break up and become part again of the cycle of nature. The atoms that form us now will go on to form others things – trees and birds, flowers and butterflies.

Source: Humanism

Basic bitchery

"[...] the only thing worse than looking bad is looking basic."

in Man Repeller

Whites and browns

Dreamy house of australian photographer Kara Rosenlund. As Caroline described it I also love "the neutral color palette and the way she uses different shades of brown to warm up the space".

 

Photos: Fashion Squad

Because you speak to me in words, and I look at you with feelings.

in Pierrot Le Fou

A sun-drenched elsewhere

Now more than ever do, I realize that I'll never be content with a sedentary life, that I'll always be haunted by thoughts of a sun-drenched elsewhere.

Isabelle Eberhardt

My scandinavian heart*

*Because physically I am all of a southern girl...

This cozy holiday cabin in Finland is small (it measures only 48m2) but it contains two bedrooms, a sitting room with fireplace, a small kitchen and even a sauna and quest room. The owners, a family of five, doesn’t mind that there isn’t a lot of space. They love spending their free time here, spending quality time together and and enjoying the outdoor life. The decor of the cabin is kept simple yet stylish with lots of white and wood.

Source: The Style Files