Most of our childhood is stored not in photos, but in certain biscuits, lights of day, smells, textures of carpet.
- Alain de Botton (via incessantcoffeedrinking)

(Source: seabois, via vanillapagesandink)


by qingwenli


by qingwenli

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But I have a new love for that glittering instrument, the human soul. It is a lovely and unique thing in the universe. It is always attacked and never destroyed…
- John Steinbeck from East of Eden (via thedustdancestoo)

Daft Punk having an argument on stage 

The morning slowly goes by and coffee reveals on of its most amazing talents: connecting people and allowing two strangers to talk, to enjoy a simple moment.
- The Perfect Cup: Jenni Bryant, by Nico Alary for Kinfolk Magazine (via theepitomeofquiet)


There’s about 2 weeks left until my thesis / final architecture project is due.

Although there is an overwhelming amount of japanese / thesis / video editing work to be done, I’ve forced myself to wake up at 730AM and run every morning. I started at 2 miles, and today I hit 4.25 miles in 35 minutes…

And the reason why I’ve been running in the mornings is because 1) I want to live healthier 2) I’m afraid of becoming out of shape and 3) I’m building endurance so I can climb Mount Fuji and watch the sunrise.


Alone In Kyoto - Air

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»traumhaft« by anatol knotek
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painting is silent poetry, poetry is eloquent painting

simonides of ceos (c. 556 – 468 bc)


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