atamme: he's making a list and checking it twice. he's going to find out who's naughty and nice..
atamme: the heart asks more than life can give..
atamme: what is that you express in your eyes...? it seems to me more than all the words I have read in my life
atamme: i said to the sun, "tell me about the big bang." the sun said, "it hurts to become. ”
atamme: who, if I cried out, would hear me among the angels' hierarchies?
atamme: i'm nobody! who are you? are you - nobody - too? then there's a pair of us! don't tell! they'd advertise - you know!
atamme: le violon rouge
atamme: i inhabit the wax image of myself, a doll's body..
atamme: this silence is not my silence nor your silence nor the silence in which we once knew how to touch..
atamme: ..because nothing is as perfect as you can imagine it..
atamme: but eventually it is best to find a person, that person will be your mirror..
atamme: remember, only in another person's heart can you truly see yourself and the presence of God within you.
atamme: the girl with the earring
atamme: tinkerbell
atamme: second star to the right and straight on 'til morning..
atamme: contemporary madonna. without child
atamme: auguries of innocence
atamme: trade you cigarettes for a chocolate bar?
atamme: solaris
atamme: IMG_8264_1
atamme: IMG_8217
atamme: IMG_8221
atamme: IMG_8240
atamme: IMG_8238
atamme: IMG_8247
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atamme: IMG_8241
atamme: arabian nights
atamme: Dear Dad..
atamme: we are all searching..