“No One Compares To Him: He Shines Lonely, Peerless In The Firmament Of Art.”

“‏ أركضُ حراً هكذا، بِلا أصدقاء أو قِصة حُب أو أملّ.”

— لقمان ديركي

NAGUIB MAHFOUZ x PIETRO MOTISI

Finja Brandenburg // unknown

sophia webster autumn winter rtw 2017

Puparia by Shingo Tamagawa

So did anyone else’s brain just stop processing information lately or is it just me

“Boy and Moon”, 1906-1907 Edward Hopper

"... Every now and then I would feel a violent stab of loneliness. The very water I drink, the very air I breathe, would feel like long, sharp needles. The pages of a book in my hands would take on the threatening metallic gleam of razor blades. I could hear the roots of loneliness creeping through me when the world was hushed at four o'clock in the morning."

Haruki Murakami, The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle