Louis De Bernieres ~ Falling In Love
When you fall in love, it is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake, and then it subsides. And when it subsides, you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots are become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the desire to mate every second of the day. It is not lying awake at night imagining that he is kissing every part of your body. No... don't blush. I am telling you some truths. For that is just being in love; which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over, when being in love has burned away... (Iannis to Pelagia)

CAPTAIN CORELLI'S MANDOLINE
Louis de Bernières

Painting by Kees van Dongen
Merry Christmas
Wish you all a very merry Christmas ♥♥♥

Anton Heinrich Dieffenbach
A Christmas Party
-1865
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Christina Rossetti ~ October
OCTOBER


Crack your first nut and light your first fire;
Roast your first chestnut crisp on the bar;
Make the logs sparkle, stir the blaze higher,
Logs are cheery as sun or as star,
Logs we can find wherever we are.

Spring one soft day will open the leaves,
Spring one bright day will lure back the flowers;
Never fancy my whistling wind grieves,
Never fancy I've tears in my showers;
Dance, nights and days! And dance on, my hours!

Christina Rossetti,
from The Months: A Pageant.

Painting: Autumn Leaves
Sir John Everett Millais - 1855-1856
Frida Kahlo ~ The Curtain Of Madness
I wish I could do whatever I liked behind the curtain of “madness”. Then: I’d arrange flowers, all day long, I’d paint; pain, love and tenderness, I would laugh as much as I feel like at the stupidity of others, and they would all say: “Poor thing, she’s crazy!” (Above all I would laugh at my own stupidity.) I would build my world which while I lived, would be in agreement with all the worlds. The day, or the hour, or the minute that I lived would be mine and everyone else’s - my madness would not be an escape from “reality”.” 
― Frida Kahlo

Self-Portrait with Thorn Necklace and Hummingbird, was painted by Frida Kahlo in 1940.
Sylvia Plath ~ Loneliness
“And the danger is that in this move toward new horizons and far directions, that I may lose what I have now, and not find anything except loneliness.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath


Alone
Emilio Longoni - 1900
Wassily Kandinsky ~ Colour Is The Key
"Colour is the key. The eye is the hammer. The soul is the piano with its many chords. The artist is the hand that, by touching this or that key, sets the soul vibrating automatically.”
Wassily Kandinsky




Seascape with Steamer
Wassily Kandinsky - 1906
Edgar Degas ~ My Artificial Heart
"And even this heart of mine has something artificial. The dancers have sewn it into a bag of pink satin, pink satin slightly faded, like their dancing shoes.”
― Edgar Degas (1834-1917)
The Entrance of the Masked Dancers, c. 1884.
John Singer Sargent ~ A Vision
"I don't dig beneath the surface for things that don't appear before my own eyes."
John Singer Sargent
At Torre Galli: Ladies in a Garden
John Singer Sargent - 1910


Pomegranates
John Singer Sargent - 1908
 
Vincent Van Gogh ~ To Live More Musically
“In the end we shall have had enough of cynicism, skepticism and humbug, and we shall want to live more musically.”
― Vincent van Gogh
The Old Tower in the Fields, 1884
Fernando Pessoa ~ Contemplation
“Life is an experimental journey undertaken involuntarily. It is a journey of the spirit through the material world and, since it is the spirit that travels, it is the spirit that is experienced. That is why there exist contemplative souls who have lived more intensely, more widely, more tumultuously than others who have lived their lives purely externally.”
― Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet

Giulio Artistide Sartorio (1860-1932)
Studio per la testa della Gorgone
Oil on Canvas