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“A 2005 study found that the level of patriarchy predicts men’s mortality rates. High levels of patriarchy were associated with high levels of male mortality; low levels of patriarchy were correlated with low mortality levels. The researchers argue that while patriarchy grants men certain privileges over women, it also promotes gender stereotypes which harm men.”

Most interesting, thank you Wikipedia.

  5:16 pm  |   March 18 2012   |  3 notes  

bluecuracao:

“Je ne vois pas la cachée dans la forêt”. René Magritte. 

bluecuracao:

“Je ne vois pas la cachée dans la forêt”. René Magritte. 

(via interwar)

  4:39 pm  |   November 19 2011   |  111 notes  

“The voice of beauty speaks softly; it creeps only into the most fully awakened souls.”

— Friedrich Nietzsche (via lastwaltzinvienna)

(Source: entropy-entropy, via labelleboheme)

  6:52 am  |   October 29 2011   |  703 notes  

printed-ink:

The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe, by C.S. Lewis

printed-ink:

The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe, by C.S. Lewis

(via fleurishes)

  5:09 pm  |   October 28 2011   |  2,460 notes  

“Penser fait la grandeur de l’homme”

— Blaise Pascal

  6:52 am  |   October 21 2011   |  1 note  

“Morality…is more properly felt than judg’d of”

—

David Hume

A Treatise of Human Nature, Book III: of Morals

  9:08 pm  |   October 9 2011   |  2 notes  

Oh my, oh my, someone just submitted their essay! I detest submitting essays online, its so difficult to go okay, enough, it is done know, submit…stressful times

  2:16 am  |   October 5 2011  

“Le silence éternel de ces espaces infinis m’effraie”

—

Blaise Pascal

My philosophy lecturer was going on about this quote and how poetic he thought Pascal was here, with sibilants et cetera, he said it many times aloud…

  11:27 pm  |   October 3 2011   |  7 notes  

“

She sits in the park. Her clothes are out of date.
Two children whine and bicker, tug her skirt.
A third draws aimless patterns in the dirt
Someone she loved once passed by – too late

to feign indifference to that casual nod.
“How nice” et cetera. “Time holds great surprises.”
From his neat head unquestionably rises
a small balloon…”but for the grace of God…”

They stand a while in flickering light, rehearsing
the children’s names and birthdays. “It’s so sweet
to hear their chatter, watch them grow and thrive, ”
she says to his departing smile. Then, nursing
the youngest child, sits staring at her feet.
To the wind she says, “They have eaten me alive.”

”

—

In the Park

Gwen Harwood

  10:31 pm  |   October 3 2011   |  8 notes  

jakob-dylan:

She was never apologetic about who she was. She did little paintings  that nobody liked. She lived with this monster of the art. She was not  influenced by what he was doing; she never changed. Even though people  would never buy it, she kept true to her own style.I think also, the fact that she took all these different tragedies or  difficulties and made the best out of them. [She] not only made the best  out of them, but did it in an interesting way. From paint, she did art  and poetry. From the infidelities of her husband, she found freedom.-Salma Hayek talking about Frida Kahlo

jakob-dylan:

She was never apologetic about who she was. She did little paintings that nobody liked. She lived with this monster of the art. She was not influenced by what he was doing; she never changed. Even though people would never buy it, she kept true to her own style.

I think also, the fact that she took all these different tragedies or difficulties and made the best out of them. [She] not only made the best out of them, but did it in an interesting way. From paint, she did art and poetry. From the infidelities of her husband, she found freedom.

-Salma Hayek talking about Frida Kahlo

(via adrowningwoman)

  8:16 am  |   September 28 2011   |  41 notes  

“To die, to sleep
No more, and by a sleep to say we end
The heartache…”

— William Shakespeare, Hamlet (via mirroir)

(via mirroir)

  1:14 pm  |   September 11 2011   |  409 notes  

weissewiese:

Harry T. Baker, ‘After Reading Shakespeare’s Sonnets’

weissewiese:

Harry T. Baker, ‘After Reading Shakespeare’s Sonnets’

  6:40 pm  |   September 4 2011   |  88 notes  

Oh Dorian…
…this is one of my favourite books by the way
f-l-o-r-i-a-n:

the picture of dorian gray
one of my favorite passages from the book

Oh Dorian…

…this is one of my favourite books by the way

f-l-o-r-i-a-n:

the picture of dorian gray

one of my favorite passages from the book

(Source: dreamj0b, via atramentum)

  6:35 pm  |   September 4 2011   |  21 notes  

“Back when I was sixteen I thought of him like he was my really cool boyfriend. People would say ‘How can you have a dead poet for a boyfriend?’ But to me it wasn’t so different from liking a boy in your class who might not like you—both situations would be unrequited.”

— Patti Smith on Arthur Rimbaud (via nocternity)

(Source: sacraments, via pederost)

  4:37 pm  |   September 2 2011   |  538 notes  

“It’s a very Greek idea, and a very profound one. Beauty is terror. Whatever we call beautiful, we quiver before it. And what could be more terrifying and beautiful, to souls like the Greeks or our own, than to lose control compleately? To throw off the chains of being for an instant, to shatter the accident of our mortal selves?”

— The Secret History - Donna Tartt (via fatalflaws)

(Source: thestreetcomplex)

  3:06 pm  |   August 30 2011   |  285 notes  

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