Behold!

I want this bag to be a suit bag and it to be mine and to tote it everywhere  and often.
Mar 26, 2014 / 459 notes

I want this bag to be a suit bag and it to be mine and to tote it everywhere  and often.

(via dapperedown)

Those nights when despite his exhaustion or indifference
you persisted, then finally it

caught, so that at last he too

wanted it, suddenly was desperate to reach it,
you felt his muscles want it

more than anything, as if through this chaos, this

wilderness he again knew the one thing he must reach
though later, after

he found it, his resentment implied he had been forced.

Mar 25, 2014
Mar 21, 2014 / 2,006 notes

nickelsonwooster:

Stretching.

adonisarchive:

Levi Jackson

nickelsonwooster:

Clean.
Mar 20, 2014 / 1,116 notes
We have long forgotten the ritual by which the house of our life was erected. But when it is under assault and the enemy bombs are already taking their toll,what enervated, strange antiques do they not lay bare in the foundations!
Benjamin, Walter. The One-Way Street.
Mar 20, 2014
For a great many people, in the past and in the present, it is hard to resist the thrill of war fever, the excitement of ‘seriousness,’ and the call of history—the romance of the iceberg even as it sinks the boat.
Adam Gopnik on Crimea and the hysteria of history: http://nyr.kr/1f8dQsT (via newyorker)

(via newyorker)

Mar 8, 2014 / 492 notes