Capriccio Of The Rialto Bridge With The Lagoon Beyond, 1746, Canaletto

Joffre Creek Cabins

Li-Young Lee, from “The Hour and What Is Dead”, The City In Which I Love You

I wasn’t planning to put this up here but I changed my mind

it’s kind of hard to tell but it’s samurai champloo which has one of my favourite endings ever

Shakespeare in Westminster Abbey 

Wandering down a side aisle, I was pursued by a distraught Ophelia, who clutched my sleeve with a cry of “My lord” and, addressing me as if I were Polonius, described Hamlet’s unnerving entry into her chamber. I had to resist the temptation to respond: “Go with me, I will go seek the king.” Later, I was confronted by an Othello who knelt before me as if I were the Duke of Venice and cried: “Most potent, grave and reverend signior”: not the kind of thing I’m used to hearing.

Fernando Pessoa, A Little Larger Than the Entire Universe: Selected Poems

‘clair de lune’ by debussy but you’re wandering down the halls of your wealthy reclusive uncle’s grand and empty mansion trying to find who’s playing the piano because you haven’t seen another soul for weeks except your reflection in the mirror

“وقد تشعر بأن الموقف باقٍ فيك ، رُغم أنه عَبر.

“You may feel that the situation stays in you, even though it has passed through.