Sa mort nous sépare.
Ma mort ne nous réunira pas.
C’est ainsi; il est déjà beau que nos vies aient pu si longtemps s’accorder.
Simone de Beauvoir, La Cérémonie des Adieux
Un petit peu nihiliste, peut-être, mais c’est vrai - à la fin, je ne suis rien si je n’ai aimé personne et si je n’ai pas essayé pour quelque chose.
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Red Shoes & Cobblestones is an online catalogue of some of the things that I imagine, love and ponder in life, the universe and everything.
I love to write, and I love to take photographs. I make zines, copper jewellery, rushed sketches, and I am learning to play the guitar.
Sometimes I like to imagine that I live in a world where all that I need in life is a pair of red shoes and a cobblestone street in Paris...
You can find me elsewhere on the web at:
http://jessicacarter.wordpress.com/
http://redshoesandcobblestones.wordpress.com/
http://twitter.com/jkcsays
Thank you so much for visiting my little blog!
I love to write, and I love to take photographs. I make zines, copper jewellery, rushed sketches, and I am learning to play the guitar.
Sometimes I like to imagine that I live in a world where all that I need in life is a pair of red shoes and a cobblestone street in Paris...
You can find me elsewhere on the web at:
http://jessicacarter.wordpress.com/
http://redshoesandcobblestones.wordpress.com/
http://twitter.com/jkcsays
Thank you so much for visiting my little blog!
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