Arcangelo Corelli - Ciaccona op. 2 n. 12
“How innocently life ate the days.”
— John Updike (b. 18 Mar 1932), from Couples (Penguin Books Ltd, 1975; first published 1968). (via existential-celestial)
I know you're out there...
...drop by and say hello. I've heard rumors that this site has a "social network" aspect, but I've seen nothing of it for ages. Go ahead, surprise me.
Well, thanks to the one person out of 17,000 follower who was kind enough even to just “like” this post–and even, just noticed, sent me a hello. And this is how I will close out what has been a rather tough month for me. Let’s see what August brings.
Sad to hear of the passing of sister Shuhada Sadaqat, also known as Sinéad O'Connor. She was a tender soul, may God, Most Merciful, grant her everlasting peace. Inna lillahi wa inna ilayhi rajioon - Verily we belong to God, and verily to Him do we return. 2:156
““We find beauty not in the thing itself but in the patterns of shadows, the light and the darkness, that one thing against another creates.””
— Jun'ichirō Tanizaki
(via journalofanobody)
