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Violet skies from a morning above Greenland.
"In spite of language, in spite of intelligence and intuition and sympathy, one can never really communicate anything to anybody. The essential substance of every thought and feeling remains incommunicable, locked up in the impenetrable strong-room of the individual soul and body. Our life is a sentence of perpetual solitary confinement."  - Aldous Huxley (via petrichour)

(Source: withveritaserum, via petrichour)

"My love, I fear the silence of your hands."  - Mahmoud Darwish, “The Pigeons Fly” (via petrichour)

(Source: fables-of-the-reconstruction, via petrichour)



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