“Sometimes I touch the things you used to touch, looking for echoes of your fingers.”

— Iain S. Thomas

Thimble Hall, Derbyshire, England

Henri Matisse’s illustration for Baudelaire’s poetry collection, Les Fleurs du Mal.

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“It is so much safer not to feel, not to let the world touch me.”

— Sylvia Plath

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100% ART / Savad

yours, yours, in everything and always,

sick, worried, tormented or not.

Hector Berlioz à Madame Pauline Viardot, 2 février 1860.

Léon Herschtritt, Amoureux de Paris, 1960

Rust outdoor dining

Valerie Hammond

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“Mr. Finch and Mr. Trumpet, The Hares”

Oil Painting by ZsaZsa Bellagio

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Henri Matisse’s illustration for Baudelaire’s poetry collection, Les Fleurs du Mal.

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“The beauty of the world, which is so soon to perish, has two edges, one of laughter, one of anguish, cutting the heart asunder.”

— Virginia Woolf, A Room of One’s Own