bogarted:

"My son tells me, ‘Do you realize you are the last one? The last person who was an eyewitness to the golden age?’ Young people, even in Hollywood, ask me, ‘Were you really married to Humphrey Bogart?’ ‘Well, yes, I think I was,’ I reply. You realize yourself when you start reflecting — because I don’t live in the past, although your past is so much a part of what you are — that you can’t ignore it. But I don’t look at scrapbooks. I could show you some, but I’d have to climb ladders, and I can’t climb,"

R.I.P Lauren Bacall (1924-2014)

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theimpossiblecool:

Lauren Bacall 1924-2014.
grantharder:

Maps and road trips. Sabine in Portugal, 2013. 

grantharder:

Maps and road trips. Sabine in Portugal, 2013. 

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benchandcompass:

glide on. 

benchandcompass:

glide on. 

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thehistoryofsilence:

A perfectly delightful spot by blue mountain thyme on Flickr.
thesoutherly:

Nick & Laura | Benj Haisch
"Crying is okay here.
Hold your mountains close and
our valleys closer, they say.
You don’t know how lucky you are, they say.
But not knowing is okay here.
Waiting is okay here, even if
all the clocks have stopped their ticking
and the mountains are turning to silt
that spins in the sky above the villages
before it sinks to the ocean bed
where the monsters lurk.
Sometimes, the church pew will
turn its back to you.
It is not your fault. Inside your mouth
is all the spirit you will ever need.
Inside your knees is all the forward
you are still waiting for.
One day, you will be sitting behind a desk
that still doesn’t feel like yours.
One day, your bones will break and
you will not feel a thing and the tears won’t come.
So cry while you can. Into your pillow,
into the soil, into the crook of your elbow.
The walls may be closing in but they are not falling.
You are getting older and older but
you have never been younger than this.
You are getting weaker and weaker
but you have never been stronger than this.
Crying is okay here. Tripping is okay here.
You, with your smeared lips and hours to go
before morning and no where to turn to
but back again, you are okay here.
Even if you aren’t."

Theory | Ramna Safeer (via inkywings)

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wallflowerbloom:

No matter what anybody tells you, words and ideas can change the world.

We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for.

(Dead Poets Society, 1989)

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arianalyneebabcock:

cooking in the wild

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vintagenatgeographic:

Exploring the Amazon - National Geographic, 1979

vintagenatgeographic:

Exploring the Amazon - National Geographic, 1979

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