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Betty Blue (1986) dir. Jean-Jacques Beineix
Carus House in Pillnitz by Carl Gustav Carus (German, 1789–1869)
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“You are not responsible for other people’s happiness and they are not responsible for yours.”
— Bryant MCGill
“Inside us there is a word we cannot pronounce and that is who we are.”
— Anthony Marra
Me when I fucking get you
send his ass to gongaga
“Remind yourself of what you’ve been able to overcome. All the times when you thought you weren’t going to make it through, and you proved yourself wrong. You are more powerful than you feel”
— Unknown
Not the celebrity news we ever expected to read, but the celebrity news we deserve to read.
While speaking to Slate for an oral history of the cabbage merchant, Sie playfully said, "Of course, now I’m more at the age of what the cabbage merchant was then. I will cultivate that little beard if they need me to. And because my face is quite expressive, I’m perfect for a live-action version of an animated show. I’m ready."
Please let this guy play the cabbage man
it’s what he deserves
#CabbageManForLiveCabbageMan
“Life is like a game of whist. I don’t enjoy the game much; but I like to play my cards well, and see what will be the end of it.”
— George Eliot
“I did not want to think about people. I wanted the trees, the scents and colors, the shifting shadows of the wood, which spoke language I understood. I wished I could simply disappear in it, live like a bird or a fox through the winter, and leave the things I had glimpsed to resolve themselves without me.” ― Patricia A. McKillip
Hiking along the Historic Columbia River Highway, Oregon