“She loves the wolf. She does not love the lamb. Not just any wolf. She loves the wolf that is capable of love. It is even more complicated: she loves the wolf who contains, hides or reveals an unexpected sweetness in his violence. The sweetness of the cruel is a greater sweetness.”
— Hélène Cixous, from Rootprints: Memory and Life Writing; “The Story of the Wolf who loves the Lamb he does not Eat,” (via atreides)
At the shore of dark skies
Photographed by Freddie Ardley - Instagram
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Lina Scheynius
2021
I would rather be whole than good
- Carl Jung
the trees told me all sorts of secrets this fall
2008
please and thank you
The spiral bath by Issei Suma
Lapland
stairs in an old cabin in cades cove
Morning blush
Ruby & Doe Photo by Heart Sapphic Slumber Party: # 2 / All
fairy glen, isle of skye, scotland
The human heart stripped of fat and muscle, with just the angel veins exposed.
Nobuyoshi Araki: Yakuza (1994)
Louis Veray (1820-1891). Moissonneuse endormie, 1855.
john Akehurst
“He placed his mouth on her throat, kissing the words she could not utter. He seemed to divine where she wanted a kiss to fall next, what part of her body demanded to be warmed.”
— Anaïs Nin, from “Delta Of Venus,” originally published c. August 1977
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Ursula K. Le Guin, “Author’s Note” from The Left Hand of Darkness