OF CURIOUS DESIGN

awesomeandcmyk:

Wasted Rita artwork, Part II - Human beings.

"Sleep is my lover now, my forgetting, my opiate, my oblivion."

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Audrey Niffenegger (via wolf-cub)

(Source: hellanne, via losdir)

"It’s quite an undertaking to start loving somebody. You have to have energy, generosity, blindness. There is even a moment right at the start where you have to jump across an abyss: if you think about it you don’t do it."

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Jean-Paul Sartre, Nausea (via larmoyante)

(via moonii)

fatifer:

Matthew Bell

explore-blog:

The Russian-born novelist’s writing habits were famously peculiar. Beginning in 1950, he composed first drafts in pencil on ruled index cards, which he stored in long file boxes. Since, Nabokov claimed, he pictured an entire novel in complete form before he began writing it, this method allowed him to compose passages out of sequence, in whatever order he pleased; by shuffling the cards around, he could quickly rearrange paragraphs, chapters, and whole swaths of the book. (His file box also served as portable desk; he started the first draft of Lolita on a road trip across America, working nights in the backseat of his parked car — the only place in the country, he said, with no noise and no drafts.) Only after months of this labor did he finally relinquish the cards to his wife, Vera, for a typed draft, which would then undergo several more rounds of revisions.

Nabokov’s curious daily rituals

betype:

June

themodernexchange:

Philly Blogshop | Designlovefest

stayshie:

hornbread:

itisneverlupus:

neither:

1800psychedelic:

‘Why would you want tattoos and crap they’re gonna look gross when you’re older’

damn punk since 1950

I really don’t think you understand the amount of would right now.

Always reblogging this old ass, dapper motherfuck.

Miles Better has to be the most handsome older man I’ve seen.

unclegrimace:

“La rencontre” (1)
Artist: Sereirrof

streetetiquette:

Toro Y Moi x Huge Magazine