"He [Stephen Miller] needs to go, and frankly at this point, I don't care how. He is the dark, potent poison that is whispering in the ear of an old, angry, vindictive man with great success. Think Wormtongue in Lord of the Rings." —@rowanresists.bskysocial
10 great Lynchian films. (via feuilleton)
"Self-portrait
A lens of crystal whose transparence calms
Queer stars to clarity, and disentangles
Fox-fires to form austere refracted angles;
A texture polished on the horny palms
Of vast equivocal creatures, beast or human:
A flint, a substance finer-grained than snow,
Graved with the Graces in intaglio
To set sarcastic sigil on the woman.
This for the mind, and for the little rest
A hollow scooped to blackness in the breast,
The simulacrum of a cloud, a feather:
Instead of stone, instead of sculptured strength,
This soul, this vanity, blown hither and thither
By trivial breath, over the whole world's length."
—Elinor Wylie


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