Brett Segmented
unexplained-events:

What’s your fear?

unexplained-events:

What’s your fear?

red-lipstick:

Roberto Kusterle (b. 1948, Gorizia, Italy) - From Ana Kronos gallery

red-lipstick:

Roberto Kusterle (b. 1948, Gorizia, Italy) - From Ana Kronos gallery

isaacmarionsbigwords:

I’ve reached the point where I don’t even need to say what I think about issues anymore. I can just think the thought and then simulate in my mind all the different debates with all the different viewpoints, all the frothing emotion and logical fallacies and anecdotal evidence and personal biases…

fernweh [feyrn-vey]
(noun) This wonderful, untranslatable German word describes the feeling of homesickness for a far away land, a place you have never visited. Do not confuse this with the english word, wanderlust; Fernweh is much more profound, it is the feeling of an unsatisfied urge to escape and discover new places, almost a sort of sadness. You miss a place you have never experienced, as opposed to lusting over it or desiring it like wanderlust. You are seeking freedom and self-discovery, but not a particular home.  (via dietcrackcocaine)
nyrbclassics:


The hobo stood up cautiously and edged around the fire. He watched the cartomancer warily. Nuts can blow their tops easy—and this one still held a can of hot coffee.
—William Lindsey Gresham, Nightmare Alley

The person who sent in this photo of Nightmare Alley, borrowed  from her local library, (along with a cup of “tea ordinaire”—not a can of hobo coffee, to be perfectly honest) writes, “Hope it’s got a happy ending.” She’s kidding, right?
And as always: If you have a photo of an NYRB Classic posed with a cup of coffee or tea, send it to this address and we’ll add it to the Classics and Coffee Club series. And let us know where you bought or borrowed the book from—we’d be glad to shout out places that stock NYRB Classics.

nyrbclassics:

The hobo stood up cautiously and edged around the fire. He watched the cartomancer warily. Nuts can blow their tops easy—and this one still held a can of hot coffee.

—William Lindsey Gresham, Nightmare Alley

The person who sent in this photo of Nightmare Alley, borrowed  from her local library, (along with a cup of “tea ordinaire”—not a can of hobo coffee, to be perfectly honest) writes, “Hope it’s got a happy ending.” She’s kidding, right?

And as always: If you have a photo of an NYRB Classic posed with a cup of coffee or tea, send it to this address and we’ll add it to the Classics and Coffee Club series. And let us know where you bought or borrowed the book from—we’d be glad to shout out places that stock NYRB Classics.