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‘Dreams are but lies’ says an old maxim; but when our last hour is at hand , and but a few brief minutes are left to what was ‘I’, pale lights before the eyes are fast growing dim, who can tell by what mark to distinguish you, O memories of the actual life, from you, O mirages of the dream-life?

- Paul Bourget (1852-1935)

09:11 pm, by jamreilly7 notes Comments




“Nothing sorts out memories from ordinary moments. Later on they do claim remembrance when they show their scars.” - Chris Marker.

Photograph by Frederic Ballell: Sant Antoni market, Barcelona, circa 1900.
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“Nothing sorts out memories from ordinary moments.
Later on they do claim remembrance when they show their scars.”

- Chris Marker.

Photograph by Frederic Ballell: Sant Antoni market, Barcelona, circa 1900.

via dpr-barcelona

09:41 pm, by jamreilly5 notes Comments

“Dreams are but lies, says an old maxim; but when our last hour is at hand, and but a few brief minutes are left to what was I, pale lights that are fast growing dim, who can tell by what mark to distinguish you, O memories of the actual life, from you, O mirages from the dream life.” - Paul Bourguet
via The Blue Lantern

“Dreams are but lies, says an old maxim; but when our last hour is at hand, and but a few brief minutes are left to what was I, pale lights that are fast growing dim, who can tell by what mark to distinguish you, O memories of the actual life, from you, O mirages from the dream life.” - Paul Bourguet

via The Blue Lantern

05:35 pm, by jamreilly Comments