April 2011
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On love..
Love is a smoke raised with the fume of sighs,Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers’ eyes,Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers’ tears.What is it else? A madness most discreet,A choking gall and a preserving sweet.
— William Shakespeare
Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of their...
– Edgar Allan Poe (via iamamstephcragg)
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Quality Vs. Creativity
I wonder What would you pick
an dslr picture of the beach..very repetitive very dull
or a film camera for a some sort of any creative idea?
a Brand teeshirt that everyone wears or a black tee you drew on yourself?
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The Phantom: Slowly, gently, night unfurls its splendour. Grasp it, sense it -...
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