"When I think about it, I must say that my education has done me great harm in some respects. I was not, as a matter of fact, educated in any out-of-the-way place, in a ruin, say, in the mountains – something against which in fact I could not have brought myself to say a word of reproach. In spite of the risk of all my former teachers not understanding this, I should prefer most of all to have been such a little dweller in the ruins, burnt by the sun which would have shone for me there on the tepid ivy between the remains on every side; even though I might have been weak at first under the pressure of my good qualities, which would have grown tall in me with the might of weeds."
Cafe Lovers by Joseph Lorusso
Portrait of a Heart by Christian Schloe
The Green Gown by Thomas Edwin Mostyn
The Migration Series, Panel No. 55 by Jacob Lawrence
Miranda, The Tempest by John William Waterhouse
The Two Friends by Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec
On the Dunes (Lady Shannon and Kitty) by James Jebusa Shannon
Two Women in a Bed disturbed by a Cat by Jean Alphonse Roehn
Portrait of Edith French by John Singer Sargent
Portrait of Madame Seriziat by Jacques-Louis David
"Sketch of Starry Night Over the Rhône" (Vincent Van Gogh, 1888)
"Starry Night Over the Rhône" (Vincent Van Gogh, 1888)
"If I make better work later, I still won’t work otherwise than now; I mean it will be the same apple only riper — I myself won’t turn from what I’ve thought from the start. And this is why I say for my part, if I’m no good now, I won’t be any good later either — but if later, then now too. For wheat is wheat, even if it looks like grass at first to townsfolk — and the other way round too. "
(Vincent Van Gogh. Letter to his brother Theo Van Gogh, January 26th, 1885)
Spring Landscape / Le printemps (Charles-François Daubigny, 1862)
[...] how could I not write to you as well, Frau Milena, since you are perhaps the person I enjoy writing to most. (Inasmuch as writing can be enjoyed at all, which I only add for the ghosts surrounding my table, who are waiting and lusting.)
(Franz Kafka. Letter to Milena Jesenká, late March 1922).
I’ve become skeptical of the unwritten rule that just because a boy and girl appear in the same feature, a romance must ensue. Rather, I want to portray a slightly different relationship, one where the two mutually inspire each other to live—if I’m able to, then perhaps I’ll be closer to portraying a true expression of love.
Piano Concerto No. 1 in E minor, Op. 11. II - Romanze - Larghetto (Fryderyk Chopin, 1830). Performed by Krystian Zimerman (piano) and the Krakow University Orchestra, conducted by Jan Krenz (1976).
The Adagio of the new concerto is in E major. It is not meant to be loud, it’s more of a romance, quiet, melancholy; it should give the impression of gazing tenderly at a place which brings to the mind a thousand dear memories. It is a sort of meditation in beautiful spring weather, but by moonlight.
(Fryderyk Chopin. Letter to Tytus Wojciechowski, May 15, 1830)
Devotion: The Two Girlfriends (Henri de Toulouse-Latrec, 1884)
I am reduced to a thing that wants Virginia. I composed a beautiful letter to you in the sleepless nightmare hours of the night, and it has all gone: I just miss you, in a quite simple desperate human way.
(Vita Sackville-West. Letter to Virginia Woolf. January 21st, 1926)