Tag: Pictures

  • 527

    Until I return I’m leaving you in command. I know you won’t let me down. Optimus Prime

  • 520

    Now and then it’s good to pause in our pursuit of happiness and just be happy. Apollinaire

  • 518

    Wield your phenomena, Life. Go on and on for all days. Stay, last. Prolong this is my request.

  • 517: That Time in Gion

    Find renewal daily in the ordinary. Reconcile with the risk of correction. Seek astonishment in the world and by that nectar be thriven. Cleverness yields no such nourishment.

  • 511: World Book Day

    When I have a little money, I buy books; and if I have any left, I buy food and clothes. Erasmus #worldbookday

  • 497

    I would quit this job in a second for a chance to take photos like this all the time. I would write my girlfriend everyday and call my family from a pay phone Bane

  • 487

    ”Boy and girl, arms around each other, Maggie and Jack, in the sad ball of life, already crest fallen, corners of the mouth giving up, shoulders loosening to hang, frowns, minds forewarned–love is bitter, death is sweet.”

  • 392: For you are mortal

    A calm and foreboding undertow, building to its urgency rather beautifully as like the golden bloom of a setting sun. All the promise of doom is threaded yet with a most polite and peaceable reassuring, that even the end can be met well. Though not all things will reveal instantly their intentions true, the surface […]

  • 391: Patagonia part 6

    I’d not have noticed were it not for Amy calling from the back of the bus, as though we were the only passengers and it wasn’t as late as it was – how the moon was following us along our way, dancing atop of the Andes in the night with no care for what might […]

  • 217: Patagonia part 3 (Amy, somewhere)

    Strange it now seems that it bothered me how she would always dawdle behind while there was so much to see, and I’d never notice at the time that she was happy enough just watching me. Heading toward wherever I was, to end a searching in my arms that were never open. I recall with […]