God did not create us, nor did He wish us to be created. We are the work of a lesser deity, a demiurge, who wrongly believed himself to be God.
― Lawrence Durrell
Words, the acid-bath of words.
― Lawrence Durrell
Love is horribly stable, and each of us is only allotted a certain portion of it, a ration. It is capable of appearing in an infinity of forms and attaching itself to an infinity of people. But it is limited in quantity, can be used up, become shopworn and faded before it reaches its true object. For its destination lies somewhere in the deepest regions of the psyche where it will come to recognize itself as self-love, the ground upon which we build the sort of health of the psyche. I do not mean egoism or narcissism.
― Lawrence Durrell
The effective in art is what rapes the emotions of your audience without nourishing its values.
― Lawrence Durrell
To be the equal of reality you must learn how to ignore it without danger.
― Lawrence Durrell, A Smile in the Mind’s Eye
He thought and suffered a good deal but he lacked the resolution to dare—the first requisite of a practitioner.
― Lawrence Durrell, Justine
I have decided to leave Clea’s last letter un-answered. I no longer wish to coerce anyone, to make promises, to think of life in terms of compacts, resolutions, covenants. It will be up to Clea to interpret my silence according to her own needs and desires, to come to me if she has need or not, as the case may be. Does not everything depend on our interpretation of the silence around us?
Lawrence Durrell
It is a pity indeed to travel and not get this essential sense of landscape values. You do not need a sixth sense for it. It is there if you just close your eyes and breathe softly through your nose; you will hear the whispered message, for all landscapes ask the same question in the same whisper. ‘I am watching you — are you watching yourself in me?’ Most travelers hurry too much…the great thing is to try and travel with the eyes of the spirit wide open, and not to much factual information. To tune in, without reverence, idly — but with real inward attention. It is to be had for the feeling…you can extract the essence of a place once you know how. If you just get as still as a needle, you’ll be there.
― Lawrence Durrell, Spirit Of Place: Letters And Essays On Travel
Odd, isn’t it? He really was the right man for her in a sort of way; but then as you know, it is a law of love that the so-called ‘right’ person always comes to soon or too late.
― Lawrence Durrell, Balthazar
I am quite alone. I am neither happy nor unhappy; I lie suspended like a hair or a feather in the cloudy mixtures of memory.
― Lawrence Durrell, Justine
Does not everything depend on our interpretation of the silence around us?
― Lawrence Durrell, Justine

ancientpeoples:

Silver lion pendant for bracelet

2.8cm high (1 1/8inch.)

Egyptian, Middle Kingdom, 12th or 13rd dynasty, 1850 - 1775 BC. 

Source: Metropolitan Museum

(Reblogged from ancientpeoples)

s-w-f-s:

Amy’s Amethyst

(Reblogged from s-w-f-s)