“I Don’t Know How To Stay Tender With This Much Blood In My Mouth”

“ Apprehensible, yet invisible (that is, nothing), blue shares something with olfaction […] In about 1700, before Novalis and his blue flower, before Goethe and [Werther’s] blue-coat-yellow-vest, Bernard Perrot made a blue-glass scent bottle in the shape of a deeply moulded scallop shell. Its metal stopper is connected by a silvery chain. The back of the bottle is flat with a moulded design of a sun(flower). A paradox of blue: the bottle is both the shell from below, from the deep blue sea and as the sun from above in the clear blue sky […] a Janus head of sorts.” (Carol Mavor, “A Foggy Lullaby”, Blue Mythologies)

Bernard Perrot, Blue Glass Perfume Bottle, c. 1700, Orléans

— Haruki Murakami, South of the Border, West of the Sun

― Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

[text ID: I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery—air, mountains, trees, people. I thought, "This is what it is to be happy."]

Ceramic Sculpture by Hitomi Murakami

On Isolation

“I do exist, don’t I? It often feels as if I’m not here, that I’m a figment of my own imagination. There are days when I feel so lightly connected to the earth that the threads that tether me to the planet are gossamer thin, spun sugar. A strong gust of wind could dislodge me completely, and I’d lift off and blow away, like one of those seeds in a dandelion clock.”

— Eleanor Oliphant Is Completely Fine (Gail Honeyman)

The snow outside - Kaoru Yamada 

Japanese , b. 1975 -

“There is a solitude in seeing you, Followed by your company when you are gone. You are like heaven’s veins of lightning. I cannot see til afterward How beautiful you are. There is a blindness in seeing you, Followed by the sight of you when you are gone.”

— Witter Bynner, “Lightning,” The Beloved Stranger: Two Books of Song and the Divertisement for the Unknown Lover (Alfred A. Knopf, 1919)

"What if I slept a little more and forgot about all this nonsense.”

— Franz Kafka, The Metamorphosis, In The Penal Colony, and Other Stories.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*