The best part of Ragnarok is laurits' tendancy to just stand casually in the background of really intense scenes between 2+ other characters eating crisps or something with a little "what the fuck" expression on his face
what are you waiting for? someone to grant you permission? the perfect and permanent emotion? a shooting star to magic away every problem you have or ever have had? alright, wait away then. but no one is going to live your life for you while you wait to become someone else
another completed journal π // all photos are mine π
βWhen I am grown up I shall carry a notebookβa fat book with many pages, methodically lettered. I shall enter my phrases.β
β Virginia Woolf, The Waves
Virginia Woolf, mid-twentieth century:
β[L]et us take down one of those old notebooks which we have all, at one time or another, had a passion for beginning.
Most of the pages are blank, it is true; but at the beginning we shall find a certain number very beautifully covered with a strikingly legible hand-writing. Here we have written down the names of great writers in their order of merit; here we have copied out fine passages from the classics; here are lists of books to be read; and here, most interesting of all, lists of books that have actually been read, as the reader testifes with some youthful vanity by a dash of red ink.β
β Virginia Woolf, "Hours in a Library". Granite and Rainbow: Essays by Virginia Woolf (New York: Harcourt, Brace and Co., 1958),p.25.
jenny holzer
Truly the healing powers of sitting in front of an open window at the beginning of spring