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Painting: A Congenial Task by John William Godward

Painting : Castle of the Maidens by Edwin Austin Abbey

In Arthurian romance, it was a castle rumored to contain young women, either as inmates or prisoners. The castle was ruled by Duke Lianour, but he was slain by seven brothers who then took over the castle. They in turn fell at the hands of three of Arthur's knights, and, afterwards, the duke's daughter took charge of it.

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Don't despair: despair suggests you are in total control and know what is coming. You don't - surrender to events with hope.- Alain de Botton

Painting : Hope in the Prison of Despair by Evelyn de Morgan, 1887

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Clyties of the Mist by Herbert James Draper

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I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close. by Pablo Neruda

Painting : The Flood of Deucalion holding aloft his wife by Paul Merwart (1855-1902)

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The chains that keep you bound to the past are not the actions of another person. They are your own anger, stubbornness, lack of compassion, jealousy and blaming others for your choices. It is not other people that keep you trapped; it is the entitled role of victim that you enjoy wearing. There is a familiarness to pain that you enjoy because you get a payoff from it. When you figure out what that payoff is then you will finally be on the road to freedom. ― Shannon L. Alder_

Painting : Andromeda by Paul Gustave Dorè

Andromeda's myth here: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Andromeda_%28mythology%29

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Without leaps of imagination or dreaming, we loose the excitement of possibilities. Dreaming, after all is a form of planning. ― Gloria Steinem

Dream Idyll (A Valkyrie) 1902 by Edward Robert Hughes

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I don't know if any of you have ever experienced the power of Silence.

I have,I still find much in silence, when words are useless, when your own words,the one which keep moving around in your head,like in a sort of neverending vortex, and words,questions,doubts,fear,prayers are nothing but an incessant,constant noise which makes nothing but create more and more confusion. While Silence has something that comes from afar, something even ancient and powerful, precious.

Silence does have a voice, but it's a voice with no sound, rather an energy which has the power to communicate to you, to the deeper chords of your soul,if one has the ability to listen and, at times, the courage too.

Silence is a resource, a priceless inestimable source for understanding. Silence does talk. It's a terrible waist not to keep quiet and just listen, in docility and meekness,with the same innocent and pure attitude children have when you tell them a story or teach them something they never knew before. Silence has the voice of a powerful ancient teacher who doesn't ask anything back for his lessons but you to be quiet,ready,availeable and attentive.

Today's life is filled with noises,and noises come in many shape: images, sounds, chats, tv, Internet, gossip, business and money,the perpetual strive for success and popularity, to catch other people's eye,

to demonstrate to yourself you are up to any situation this chaotic world puts you in. Where's the essence in all of this? Where's the pure and naked truth, where your purest self? Where the powerful voice? I don't know, I obviously talk as my personal idea of it all. I don't say gospel truths, I only share my personal experience and idea. I found so many people, actually the most part,to find comfort and relieve in having a perpetual hubbub of people, images, objects, things to do around. Silence is peaceful and wise,it doesn't need you to be in a hurry,it rather need you to be calm, to breath deeply,to stop and get off the carousel for a moment.

Silence is an out and out treasure,very undervalued,unfortunately,but so true.So true.When you give yourself the chance to get and know it,I mean know it for real,meet it,

you're giving yourself a great opportunity, it's like getting the golden ticket of Willy Wonka: it is a key.One of the most precious of all, for it's a key which can open thousand billions doors: to the world, to other people's feelings and minds but mainly( and most important) to yourself.

- Laura

Painting: Saint Cecilia, 1895 by John William Watherhouse

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In a child's eyes, a mother is a goddess. She can be glorious or terrible, benevolent or filled with wrath, but she commands love either way. I am convinced that this is the greatest power in the universe. ― N.K. Jemisin, The Hundred Thousand Kingdoms

Painting: A Little Sleep by Frank S. Eastman

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Books are the quietest and most constant of friends; they are the most accessible and wisest of counselors, and the most patient of teachers. ― Charles William Eliot

Painting: Reading Habit by Alois Heinrich Priechenfried (Austrian, 1867-1953). Oil on canvas

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Painting: Illusions by Henry Brown Fuller (1867-1934)

Open minded people embrace being wrong, are free of illusions, don't mind what people think of them, and question everything, even themselves

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We are face to face with our destiny and we must meet it with high and resolute courage. For us is the life of action, of strenuous performance of duty; let us live in the harness, striving mightily; let us rather run the risk of wearing out than rusting out. by Theodore Roosevelt

Painting : The figurehead by Paul Antoine de la Boulaye (1849 - 1926)

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Come, gentle night; come, loving, black-browed night; Give me my Romeo; and, when I shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars,

And he will make the face of heaven so fine That all the world will be in love with night... ― William Shakespeare

Juliet by Thomas Francis Dicksee

Dicksee, British, 1819-1895, was a portrait, historical and genre painter with many subjects from Shakespeare. This oil on canvas portrait of Juliet was inspired by Shakespeare’s play Romeo and Juliet. The painting is housed in the Sunderland Art Gallery in Sunderland, England. — A Thousand Winds

Waiting by William Adolphe Bouguereau

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Isabelle Et Le Pot De Basilic by George Henry Grenville Manton

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Brunnhilde kisses the ring that Siegfried has left with her

Illustration by Arthur Rackham

_____Siegfried and Brunhilde: a tragic love story____

_In Icelandic and German mythology, Brunhilde was a strong and beautiful princess who was cruelly deceived by her lover. Her story is told in the Edda poems of Iceland and the Nibelungenlied, a German epic of the 1200s. Her name also appears as Brünhild, Brunhilda, or Brynhild.

In the Icelandic version of the legend, Brunhilde was a Valkyrie—a warrior maiden of the supreme god Odin. Because she was disobedient, Odin punished Brunhilde by causing her to fall into everlasting sleep surrounded by a wall of fire. The hero Sigurd crossed through the flames and woke the maiden with a kiss. They became engaged, but Sigurd left to continue his travels. Later, after receiving a magic potion to make him forget his love for Brunhilde, Sigurd married Gudrun (Kriemhild).

Gudruns brother Gunnar wanted Brunhilde for himself and persuaded Sigurd to help him. Disguising himself as Gunnar, Sigurd pursued Brunhilde. Later Brunhilde realized she had been tricked and arranged to have Sigurd murdered. When she learned of his death, however, she was overcome with grief and committed suicide by throwing herself on his funeral pyre. In that way, she could join him in death.

epic long poem about legendary or historical heroes, written in a grand style pyre pile of wood on which a dead body is burned in a funeral ceremony.

In the Nibelungenlied, the story was slightly different :

Brunhilde declared that the man she would marry must be able to out-perform her in feats of strength and courage. Siegfried (Sigurd), disguised as Gunther (Gunnar), passed the test and won Brunhilde for Gunther. When she discovered the deception, she arranged for Siegfried to be killed. The German composer Richard Wagner based his opera cycle The Ring of the Nibelung on these legends.

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Herbert James Draper The Pearls of Aphrodite 1907

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Gather Ye Rosebuds While Ye May 1909 by John William Waterhouse

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Thisbe by John William Waterhouse

Pyramus and Thisbe: the story of a tragic,troubled,forbidden Love :

In the Ovidian version, Pyramus and Thisbe are two lovers in the city of Babylon who occupy connected houses/walls, forbidden by their parents to be wed, because of their parents' rivalry. Through a crack in one of the walls, they whisper their love for each other. They arrange to meet near Ninus' tomb under a mulberry tree and state their feelings for each other. Thisbe arrives first, but upon seeing a lioness with a mouth bloody from a recent kill, she flees, leaving behind her veil. When Pyramus arrives he is horrified at the sight of Thisbe's veil, assuming that a wild beast has killed her. Pyramus kills himself, falling on his sword in proper Roman fashion, and in turn splashing blood on the white mulberry leaves. Pyramus' blood stains the white mulberry fruits, turning them dark. Thisbe returns, eager to tell Pyramus what had happened to her, but she finds Pyramus' dead body under the shade of the mulberry tree. Thisbe, after a brief period of mourning, stabs herself with the same sword. In the end, the gods listen to Thisbe's lament, and forever change the colour of the mulberry fruits into the stained colour to honour the forbidden love.

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