we & worlds are less alive than dolls & dream.
We are each our own devil, and we make this world our hell.– Oscar Wilde
I haven’t posted because I suck. And because finals.
c’est le temps de l’amour le temps des copains et de l’aventure
I am I, and I wish I wasn’t– Aldous Huxley, “Brave New World”
I have come to the conclusion that the bed comprehends our whole life.– Guy de Maupassant
I wish I could think of something to say. Something sympathetic. Something...– Trainspotting (1996)
Yo no vine a matar a nadie, yo vine a morir por Puerto Rico.– Lolita Lebrón
You expected to be sad in the fall. Part of you died each year when the leaves...– Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast (via paperzeppelin)
Mental excess could produce, for its own purposes, the voluntary blindness and...– Aldous Huxley, “Brave New World”
He nears the lighter to my face and says, “You look better with a cigarette in your mouth.”
Don’t you want to go where the rainbow ends?– Eyes Wide Shut (1999)
The Bad Monk
Cloisters in former times portrayed on their high walls The truths of Holy Writ with fitting pictures Which gladdened pious hearts and lessened the coldness, The austere appearance, of those monasteries. In those days the sowing of Christ’s Gospel flourished, And more than one famed monk, seldom quoted today, Taking his inspiration from the graveyard, Glorified Death with naive...
‘Don’t you want to join us?’ I was recently asked by an...– Franz Kafka
See the smoke trembling under the roof as if with fright? Yet when it gets out...– The Virgin Spring (1960)
This is my 2000th post
I wasted it on some meta shit.
I know you’ll be a star In somebody else’s sky But why can’t it be mine?
There are some of us so cowardly that you can’t ever make heroes of us, not even...– Henry Miller, “Tropic of Cancer”
Literature and painting both exist as art from the very start; the cinema...– Jean-Luc Godard
Me tiro al piso, me golpeo, lloro, grito, grito, grito, gritoo rejum—porque...– Tere Marichal Lugo “Rejum reja mujer rejum”
It’s different because it’s us.
There was a road ran past our house Too lovely to explore. I asked my mother once–she said That if you followed where it led It brought you to the milk-man’s door. (That’s why I have not traveled more.) Edna St. Vincent Millay
I have found God, but he is insufficient.– Henry Miller, “Tropic of Cancer”
Life is very, very complicated and so films should be allowed to be too.– David Lynch
There is only light and shadow.– Francisco de Goya
I love you more than being seventeen.
I cannot doubt the truth of that utterance which the greatest of poets delivered...– Seneca
I’ve heard the stories and know them to be true. Death hides in you, following your rhythmic commands.
A Supermarket in California
What thoughts I have of you tonight, Walt Whitman, for I walked down the sidestreets under the trees with a headache self-conscious looking at the full moon. In my hungry fatigue, and shopping for images, I went into the neon fruit supermarket, dreaming of your enumerations! What peaches and what penumbras! Whole families shopping at night! Aisles full of husbands! ...
Out beyond the world of ideas of wrong doing and right doing, there is a field....– Rumi
uncuthashbrown: “Wandering Around” by Coconut...