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best of joe wright’s 2005 p&p commentary track
It’s stupid. I had a plan. We were gonna’ go somewhere together. We were in a car, driving really fast. Someone was chasing us, I don’t know who. It felt like an escape. I was just laughing and I had this huge smile on my face, it hurt that it was so big. We were just two people looking out for each other. It’s stupid.
MANIAC (2018) directed by Cary Joji Fukunaga
“Once you begin to appreciate the structure of the mind, there’s no reason anything about us can’t be changed. Pain can be destroyed. The mind can be solved.”
(Maniac, 2018)
“I’m sorry for every word I wrote to change you, I’m sorry for so many things. I couldn’t see you when you were here and, now that you’re gone, I see you everywhere.” Ruby Sparks (2012)
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The science of existence was completely out there for me to explore. Me, a twenty-five year old female. There’s no mystery why poetry is so elaborately practiced by the young. The material of poems is energy itself, not even language. Words come later.
Eileen Myles, Inferno (via theoryoflostthings)
I hope you all find yourselves sleeping with someone you love, maybe not all of the time, but a lot of the time. The touch of a foot in the night is sincere. I hope you like your work, I hope there’s mystery and poetry in your life — not even poems, but patterns. I hope you can see them. Often those patterns will wake you up, and you will know that you are alive, again and again.
Eileen Myles, The Importance of Being Iceland (via eireas)