1001 Thoughts

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royal-world:

The Honourable Frances Duncombe by Thomas Gainsborough (Frick Collection, New York)

alecshao:

Mark Mawson - Aqueous, 2012 - colored ink in water

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misshonoriaglossop:

I rarely post about the Dutch RF, but I love this photo of the then Crown Princess Juliana and Princess Beatrix

pulmonaire:

Painting by Eugene Von Bruenchenhein

madamecolleen-rose:

I turned this scene into a monologue and killed it for an audition.

Martha: You wanna know what’s happened, George? Do you want to know what’s
really happened? It snapped! Finally. Not me, it!
The whole arrangement.You can go on forever and ever,
everything is manageable.You make all sorts of excuses:
”To hell with it, this is life.”
”Maybe tomorrow he’ll be dead.
Maybe tomorrow you’ll be dead.” All sorts of excuses.
Then one day…one night, something happens…and snap! It breaks and you just don’t give a damn anymore! I tried with you, baby. I really tried.

George: Come off it. You’re a monster. You are.

Martha: I’m loud, and I’m vulgar…and I wear the pants in the house
because somebody’s got to! But I am not a monster! I’m not!

George: You’re a spoiled, self-indulgent,
dirty-minded, liquor-riddled…

Martha: Snap! It went snap. I won’t try to get through
to you any more. There was a second back there,
when I could’ve…gotten through to you. When maybe we could’ve out
through all this crap! But it’s past. And I’m not going to try.

George: Once a month, Martha. I’ve gotten used to it. We get Misunderstood Martha, the good-hearted girl beneath the barnacles. The little miss that a touch of kindness will bring to bloom again. I believed it more times than I’d admit.
I’m that much of a sucker. But I don’t believe you, I just don’t believe you! There is no moment any more when we could come together.

Martha: You can’t come together with nothing.
And you’re nothing! Snap! I looked at you tonight
and you weren’t there! It finally snapped.And I’m gonna howl it out!
I won’t give a damn what I do. And I’ll make the biggest goddamn
explosion you’ve ever heard!

George: And I’ll beat you at your own game.

Martha: Is that a threat, George?

George: That’s a threat, Martha.

Martha: You’re going to get it, baby!

George: Be careful, I’ll rip you to pieces.

Martha: You are not man enough.
You haven’t the guts!

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