a cat called roget

The tea ritual: such a precise repetition of the same gestures and the same tastes; accession to simple, authentic and refined sensations, a licence granted to all, at little cost, to become aristocrats of taste, because tea is the beverage of the wealthy and of the poor; the tea ritual, therefore, has the extraordinary virtue of introducing into the absurdity of our lives an aperture of serene harmony. Yes, the world may aspire to vacuousness, lost souls mourn beauty, insignificance surrounds us. Then let us drink a cup of tea. Silence descends, one hears the wind outside, the autumn leaves rustle and take flight, the cat sleeps in a warm pool of light. And with each swallow, time is sublimed.

Irinaland over the Balkans

the line i trace with my feetv walking to the museum is more important and more beautiful than the lines i find there hung up on the walls.

- Hundertwasser, Kunsthaus Vienna.

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youth

would be very keen for this hair colour...

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and I'll get bored with you, and feel trapped because that's what happens with me.




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'When something is bothering me, I seek refuge. No need to travel far; a trip to the realm of literary memory will suffice. For where can one find more noble distraction, more entertaining company, more delightful enchantment than in literature?'

- The Elegance of the Hedgehog, Muriel Barbery.