Then I feel… that I have given away my whole soul to someone who treats it as if it were a flower to put in his coat, a bit of decoration to charm his vanity, an ornament for a summer’s day.
—Basil, “The Picture of Dorian Gray” by Oscar Wilde (via shakespearesucks)
Until you heal the wounds of your past, you are going to bleed. You can bandage the bleeding with food, with alcohol, with drugs, with work, with cigarettes, with sex; But eventually, it will all ooze through and stain your life. You must find the strength to open the wounds, Stick your hands inside, pull out the core of the pain that is holding you in your past, the memories and make peace with them.
The basic building blocks of storytelling
"Amidst civil war, a Bosnian Muslim bride and groom celebrate their wedding day as traditionally as possible while they are being protected by an armed groomsman"; captured by David Turnley (1995)