Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard
Are sweeter; therefore, ye soft pipes, play on…
— John Keats, from “Ode on a Grecian Urn

Dreams of Inexperience for Idilio Magazine by Grete Stern, 1950Also
Dreams of Inexperience for Idilio Magazine by Grete Stern, 1950

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Sueño nº 43 and Sueño nº 29 by Grete Stern for Idilio Magazine, 1948-49

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Can we only love
Something created in our own imaginations?
Are we all in fact unloving and unlovable?
Then one is alone, and if one is alone
Then lover and beloved are equally unreal
And the dreamer is no more real than his dreams.
T.S. Eliot, from The Cocktail Party (via frenchtwist)
Woman in the Dunes (Suna no onna) by Hiroshi Teshigahara, 1964
Life is not, and death is a dream. Suffering has invented them both as self-justification. Man alone is torn between an unreality and an illusion. E.M. Cioran, Tears and Saints (via frenchtwist)
thepieshops:

I Dreamed I Took a Bull By the Horns in My Maidenform Bra 
New Variette Bra by Maidenform

thepieshops:

I Dreamed I Took a Bull By the Horns in My Maidenform Bra 

New Variette Bra by Maidenform

frenchtwist:

via liquidnight:

Robert Frank
U.S. 285, New Mexico, 1956
Gelatin silver print
[From the Metropolitan Museum of Art]

frenchtwist:

via liquidnight:

Robert Frank

U.S. 285, New Mexico, 1956

Gelatin silver print

[From the Metropolitan Museum of Art]

There is at least one spot in every dream at which it is unplumbable - a navel, as it were, that is its point of contact with the unknown. Sigmund Freud, The Interpretation of Dreams (via frenchtwist)