the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
суббота, 13 августа 2016
the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
Madness, mayhem, erotic vandalism, devastation of innumerable souls - while we scream and perish, History licks a finger and turns the page.
— Thomas Ligotti
— Thomas Ligotti
the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
Dostoevsky is inwardly so infinitely vast that he reaches beyond the boundaries of man and on his verge relates to both elder brothers of Adam, both the angel and the demon. In him they have enough space to quest, alternately govern him and pursue in him the eternal struggle for man. That angel is, after all, corrupt, that saint is fallen, and that demon has not lost the memory of his fatherland hoping to compel his return. With Dostoevsky nothing is definite apart from the desire for grace of God. But had he ever attained it fully? - that is the question. And the rest is divergence - which Dostoevsky himself confesses - schism, combat for self with the self, inner war between delight and torture, love and capture, humility and pride, contempt and fear of taunt, wrathful envy and will to sacrifice, magnanimity and vileness, grace and infamy, clairvoyance and blindness, tears of repentance and frenetic malediction. And this is my Dostoevsky: magnificent always, often odious, always perilous and terrifying.
— Václav Černý, Dostoevsky and his Demons
— Václav Černý, Dostoevsky and his Demons
понедельник, 08 августа 2016
the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
08.08.2016 в 12:30
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пятница, 05 августа 2016
the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
But to be furious, murderously furious, is to be alive. No longer young, no longer pretty, no longer loved, or sweet, or loveable, unmasked, writhing on the ground for all to see in my utter ingloriousness… there’s no telling what I might do.
— Claire Messud, The Woman Upstairs
— Claire Messud, The Woman Upstairs
the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
среда, 03 августа 2016
the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
я отказываюсь принимать"... проклятое дитя" как канон.
гарри, выросший без родителей в семье абьюзеров, державших его под лестницей.
гарри, разругавшийся в люпином из-за того, что тот боялся стать отцом.
гарри, которого мы знаем и любим, никогда не сказал бы такое своему сыну.