Italian punk kids waiting for the free concert of The Clash. During the concert, with Joe Strummer.
Bologna, 1980
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One Nice Bug Per Day
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Italian punk kids waiting for the free concert of The Clash. During the concert, with Joe Strummer.
Bologna, 1980
“Talk to me like the rain and let me listen, let me lie here and listen”
— Tennessee Williams, Talk to Me Like the Rain And Let Me Listen (via soracities)
Black Live Matter, Seattle
The Harp Player, 1913 by Adrien Henri Tanoux (French, 1865–1923)
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Eva Green, 1907 by Robert Henri (American, 1865–1929)
Study of a Girl in Profile, 1862 by Franz Xaver Winterhalter (German, 1805–1873)
And She Had A Heart! (detail, 1890) Enrique Simonet
Stealing Beauty (1996) Bernardo Bertolucci
Mulholland Drive (2001) David Lynch
Le Fabuleux Destin d'Amélie Poulain (2001) Jean-Pierre Jeunet
Ed Wood (1994) Tim Burton
“Waiting is painful. Forgetting is painful. But not knowing which to do is the worst kind of suffering.” ― Paulo Coelho
“No, make me forget you, then I’ll be free.”
— Mikhail Bulgakov, The Master and Margarita
Heavenly Creatures (1994) Peter Jackson
La Cité des Enfants Perdus (1995) Jean-Pierre Jeunet & Marc Caro
“No one loses anyone, because no one owns anyone. That is the true experience of freedom: having the most important thing in the world without owning it.”
— Paulo Coelho, Eleven Minutes (via books-n-quotes)