“…but I don’t know what to write about.”

Sometimes it takes music, as Sophie suggested. Sometimes it takes words. Sometimes it takes visual images. Sometimes it takes silence.

Sometimes it takes everything.

Scroll if you have writer’s block and need inspiration. Or if you just want to read pretty words and see pretty pictures.

“Sometimes when she lies awake her body feels as finely made as a tuning fork. She can hear and smell the most delicate things, the smell and music of thought itself.”

-Diana Abu-Jaber, Crescent

“It’s incredibly energizing to be in a big city, surrounded by crowds of people, flashing lights, and cars zipping past. It’s a complete sensory overload! Things move quickly, though, and sometimes it can seem like you are caught in a big blur of commotion. In these Cityscapes, photographer Stephanie Jung has developed a way to prolong a single moment of this chaotic excitement, particularly along the streets of Japan.”

 I wanted to tell the book thief many things, about beauty and brutality. But what could I tell her about those things that she didn’t already know? I wanted to explain that I am constantly overestimating and underestimating the human race-that rarely do I ever simply estimate it. I wanted to ask her how the same thing could be so ugly and so glorious, and its words and stories so damning and brilliant.

Der Apparat by Florian Bach

“It is a law that parents should not have to bury their children…”

– Looking for Alaska | John Green

Karsten Thormaehlen’s photographic portfolio of centenarians

Happy at 100, by Karsten Thormaehlen
“The oldest person in Karsten Thormaehlen’s portfolio of centenarians is Margit Haase (above), who was born on 4 June 1904, 10 years before the start of the first world war. Today, she is an alert, active 107-year-old with a direct gaze and soft folds of skin around her eyes. She knows not only the names of her great-grandchildren, but also what they’re up to.”

And of course – for today:
“Some men just wanna watch the world burn.”
-From The Dark Knight
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