Days [ ) Grit | Samuel Beckett, 1957
Hamm: One day, you'll be blind, like me. You'll be sitting there, a speck in the void, in the dark,...
Hamm: One day, you'll be blind, like me. You'll be sitting there, a speck in the void, in the dark,...
Jean Cocteau, 1929 Suppose your house were on fire and you could remove only one thing. What would you take?...
Wingate Paine, Untitled, 1964-65 “There comes a time when you look into the mirror and you realize that what you...
Herbert List Jeanloup Sieff, Triple Eye, 1972 . “The eyes of...
Leo Tolstoy telling a story to his grandchildren, 1909 “I want movement, not a calm course of existence. I...
unknown "O gift from heaven! tender love! sweet desire! We are still happy with your image: Illusion is the first...
Victor Habchy “Reality doesn't impress me. I only believe in intoxication, in ecstasy, and when ordinary life shackles me, I...
Paris, 1929 ''In China the 'unskilled workman' does not exist. What is simpler than to sell newspapers? A European newsboy...
Franz Kafka . “On Sundays Kafka goes for walks by himself, without any objective, without thinking. He says, ‘Every day...
unknown "When you have reached the point in bicycling where you can balance the machine tolerably fairly and propel it...