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And it burns, burns, burns
“Never trust a survivor,” my father used to warn me, “until you find out what he did to stay alive.”
Kurt Vonnegut, Bluebeard (via vonnegutphile)
i rely a bit too heavily on alcohol and sarcasm.
Mahmoud Darwish, tr. by Catherine Cobham, from “The return of June”, A River Dies of Thirst
“He realized that optimism is no more illusory than pessimism.”
Nic Pizzolato, discussing the ending of True detective season 1
𝚁𝚄𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙽 𝙲𝙾𝙷𝙻𝙴 [𝟷/??] / 𝙼𝚄𝚃𝚄𝙰𝙻𝚂 𝙼𝙰𝚈 𝚁𝙴𝙱𝙻𝙾𝙶
Rainer Maria Rilke, The Book of Images
Robin Myers
My eyes are painfully open, and I want to escape.
Anaïs Nin, from a diary entry featured in Mirages: The Unexpurgated Diary; 1939-1947 (via violentwavesofemotion)
At Eternity’s Gate (2018) dir. Julian Schnabel
True Detective (2014 – ) Season 01 Episode 07 “After You’ve Gone” Directed by Cary Fukunaga
Hard Time Killing Floor Blues - Chris Thomas King
To be nothing but coldness.
Jean-Paul Sartre, Nausea (via nauseadaily)
“Wild In The Woods” | Dead Can Dance
In which Rust is incapable of sitting straight and Marty’s duck face intensifies
Calm, seclusion. The inner life, the stream of the inner life, the dark and barely discernible but never-ceasing stream of the imagination, always there, always hidden, but there, unceasing, unfailing…
Joyce Carol Oates, from a journal entry featured in The Journal of Joyce Carol Oates: 1973-1982 (via violentwavesofemotion)