This is a very strange love affair.
Cary Grant and Ingrid Bergman in Notorious (1946)
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we're not kids anymore.
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This is a very strange love affair.
Cary Grant and Ingrid Bergman in Notorious (1946)
“ah, september! you are the doorway to the season that awakens my soul…” ― peggy toney horton
“As June runs into warm July I think of little else but you.”
— Wendy Cope, excerpt of “From June to December” (A Summer Villanelle)
I’ve got a burning desire for you, baby, I’ve got a burning desire (Come on, tell me boy).
“Gregory Peck is the most authentic actor of our time… Because he was willing to fight the studio executives when they didn’t want to take the risk, we have Gentlemen’s Agreement and its landmark exposure to anti-Semitism. Only because he wanted to play the part did they make To Kill A Mockingbird. Dearest Greg, to your generosity, I owe my career. For your courage and integrity, you have my deepest respect. For your friendship, your goodness, and your humor, you have all my love.” -Audrey Hepburn
Rainer Maria Rilke, from "The Tenth Elegy" in Duino Elegies
“what you’re going to see are the designs and pictures and stories that music inspired in the minds and imaginations of a group of artists. in other words, these are not going to be the interpretations of trained musicians, which i think is all to the good. now there are three kinds of music on this “fantasia” program. first, there’s the kind that tells a definite story. then there’s the kind that, while it has no specific plot, does paint a series of more or less definite pictures. and then there’s a third kind, music that exists simply for its own sake. now, the number that opens our “fantasia” program, the “toccata and fugue”, is music of this third kind, what we call “absolute music”. even the title has no meaning beyond a description of the form of the music. what you will see on the screen is a picture of the various abstract images that might pass through your mind, if you sat in a concert hall listening to this music. at first, you’re more or less conscious of the orchestra. so our picture opens with a series of impressions of the conductor and the players. then the music begins to suggest other things to your imagination. they might be… oh, just masses of color, or they may be cloud forms or great landscapes or vague shadows or geometrical objects floating in space.” | fantasia (1940)
Greek Goddesses: Selene “The Titan goddess of the moon. She was depicted as a woman riding sidesaddle on a horse or driving a chariot drawn by a pair of winged steeds. Her lunar sphere or crescent was either a crown set upon her head or the fold of a raised, shining cloak. She was sometimes said to drive a team of oxen and her lunar crescent was likened to a pair of bull’s horns.”
I bought her this. It cost me ten quid, plus my Johnny Rotten t-shirt. Your mother knew quite the rebel. I was studying in Paris when I met her. I hopped on a train and followed her to Greece… quite spontaneously.
…Go to church to get married on a scooter, that’s a hot one. Joe’s a wonderful liar!
Roman Holiday (1953) Dir. William Wyler
Every Agatha Christie Book I’ve Read: the pale horse (1961)
Your criminal is someone who wants to be important, but who never will be important, because he’ll always be less than a man.
Anaïs Nin, in a diary entry dated 27 February 1929, featured in The Early Diary of Anaïs Nin: Vol. IV, 1927-1931
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