Uncategorized – Page 14 – secretive dreams

Portrait of a Young Woman byJean-Étienne Liotard

Raica Oliveria by Gaspar Noé for Lui, Autumn 2017

Giorgio Armani Spring Summer 2015

Ayumi had a great emptiness inside her, like a desert at the edge of the earth. You could try watering it all you wanted, but everything would be sucked down to the bottom of the world, leaving no trace of moisture. No life could take root there. Not even birds would fly over it. What had created such a wasteland inside Ayumi, only she herself knew.

Haruki Murakami, 1Q84

The thing I’m most afraid of is me. Of not knowing what I’m going to do. Of not knowing what I’m doing right now.

Haruki Murakami, 1Q84

It’s only when we’re later safely inside the bus that Khai admits he turned us back early because a line of highly poisonous ants had marched across our path.

Rebecca Harkins-Cross, Phú Quoc, Vietnam

You throw a stone into a deep pond. Splash. The sound is big, and it reverberates throughout the surrounding area. What comes out of the pond after that? All we can do is stare at the pond, holding our breath.

Haruki Murakami, 1Q84

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