"Because the world is so full of death and horror,

I try again and again
 to console my heart 
and pick the flowers 
that grow in the midst of hell.

— Hermann Hesse

Look at your body:

A painted puppet, a poor toy
Of jointed parts ready to collapse,
A diseased and suffering thing
With a head full of false imaginings.

He That Dies

Pays All Debts ~

Art by David Van Gough

 

It is the very mark of the spirit of rebellion

to crave for happiness

in this life.

— Henrik Ibsen, Ghosts

Art by Al Margen

From the stars we came

and to the stars we return,

from now until the end of time.

So tell me where shall I go?

To the left,

where nothing's right?

Or to the right,

where nothing's left?

http://www.clintbrownartist.com/

 

“Is not this world an illusion?

And yet it fools everybody.”

(Angela Carter)

(art by Santiago Ramos)