In my mind I am eloquent; I can climb intricate scaffolds of words to reach the highest cathedral ceilings and paint my thoughts. But when I open my mouth, everything collapses.
—Warm Bodies by Isaac Marion (via loveyourchaos)
(Source: uponswallows, via fiftysixseconds)
(Source: shahirzag.com, via frenchcornea)
(Source: wahft, via ragandboned)
undr:
Shadows in Window, 1949
Paper torso by Austrian artist & architect Horst Kiechle. Downloadable templates allow for personal construction of the torso with removable organs.
(via ragandboned)
undr:
Frankfurt, 1930
(Source: drug-fawn, via poisonous-trash)
undr:
From “Photographs & photograms”
In 20 years of bookselling, I’ve had customers share surprisingly intimate details of their lives with me. A woman in her late 50s asked me for books on relationships, but after I walked her to the section, she started crying and confided the story of her daughter’s marriage to an abusive man, and how she needed a book that could save her. A well-dressed couple, him in a suit and her in a wrap dress, came in over the holidays and asked me for books to give a friend who was just diagnosed with terminal cancer. They had tried searching on Amazon, but the titles that came up were about the mechanics of how to survive, not the particular poetry of living with dying. More than once someone has asked me for a good novel, “something that will make me laugh,” only to admit once I’d found a book for them, that they needed something funny to distract them from some trauma or drama that they then proceeded to share with me. A hipster asked me for books on personal finances; she was determined to begin the long crawl out of a deep debt. A famous actor admitted his stage fright and asked for a copy of Feel the Fear and Do It Anyway. A young woman asked me for books on recovering from loss; she had recently lost a child…
—
Allison Hill: This Book Will Change Your Life
Not just booksellers, Libraries and library personnel need to read and live this too.
(via valkyrierisen)
(via dreadforks)


