“I wish I could do whatever I liked behind the
curtain of “madness”. Then: I’d arrange flowers, all day long, I’d
paint; pain, love and tenderness, I would laugh as much as I feel like
at the stupidity of others, and they would all say: “Poor thing, she’s
crazy!” (Above all I would laugh at my own stupidity.) I would build my
world which while I lived, would be in agreement with all the worlds.
The day, or the hour, or the minute that I lived would be mine and
everyone else’s - my madness would not be an escape from “reality”.”
| — | Frida Kahlo (via rains-of-words) |
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