Leni Riefenstahl, Olympia, 1936. From Weimar.
Franco Fontana, Landscape, 1978 by Franco Fontana. Thank you, firsttimeuser.
“Broken and broken
again on the sea,
the moon so easily mends”
—Chosu
always been
Birth, old age,
Sickness, and death:
From the beginning,
This is the way
Things have always been.
Any thought
Of release from this life
Will wrap you only more tightly
In its snares.
The sleeping person
Looks for a Buddha,
The troubled person
Turns toward meditation.
But the one who knows
That there’s nothing to seek
Knows too that there’s nothing to say.
She keeps her mouth closed.
~ Ly Ngoc Kieu
translated by Thich Nhat Hanh and Jane Hirshfield
The earliest known woman writer of Vietnam,
she was a Zen Buddhist nun in the eleventh century.
Born a princess, she became a nun after being widowed.
Thank you, Dean @ The Beauty We Love
What is it to suffer? Is it to allow myself to be as I am, to stay with myself as I am? To suffer my neighbor to be as he or she is—to stay with them closely, not expecting them to be other than how they are? First I need to find the possibility of allowing, of accepting however I find myself to be, before I can extend that sympathy to another being.
Rosemary Nott, from “Perceptions on Suffering” in PARABOLA: Spring 2011. (via parabola-magazine)
Springtime is at hand. When will you ever bloom, if not here and now?
Angelus Silesius (Thank you, dhammanovice)
Laure Albin-Guillot, La Fenêtre ouverte, 1930s (Thank you, proustitute, aurai & windandlight)
‘I wish it need not have happened in my time,’ said Frodo.
‘So do I,’ said Gandalf, ‘and so do all who live to see such times. But that is not for them to decide. All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us.’
J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring (via ontheborderland)
Katsushika, Hokusai, 1760-1849: Grasses. Thank you, yama-bato.
Young Woman on the Way to Coney Island by Boat, 1916. Lovely, thank you, billyjane.
