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THE SEVENTH SEAL (Det sjunde inseglet) dir. Ingmar Bergman
Good morning
Franz Kafka, in a letter to Milena Jesenská, from Letters to Milena.
“I was what you are and you will be what I am.” “Death did not spare me.”
i'm literally an artist who doesnt create anything. no i can't explain it to you
Das Cabinet des Dr. Caligari (1920) // dir. Robert Wiene
“I was benevolent and good; misery made me a fiend.”
—
Mary Shelley, Frankenstein
(via talesofpassingtime)
“We’re a stormy kind of people— my father rained for days after his funeral; we each of us tempest our old-world rage. In another age we’d have been gods, but here we are, in our mortgaged homes, rented apartments, in our leased cars, in our morning commutes. Here we are in our everyday spite and sorrow, in our lifetimes of fury. All our sturm und drang and nothing to show for it; we’re human even on the worst days— when it rains it pours and we’re caught in it too.”
— Maya Phillips, “A Kind of Temperament,” from Erou
“The cat does not offer services. The cat offers itself.”
— William S. Burroughs
“When I try to think it out, I end by feeling literally unborn; dark myself, I chase about in the darkness.”
— Franz Kafka, Letters to Friends, Family, and Editors
“If I commit suicide, it will not be to destroy myself, but to put myself back together again. Suicide will be for me only one means of violently reconquering myself, of brutally invading my being, of anticipating the unpredictable approaches of God. By suicide, I reintroduce my design in nature, I shall for the first time give things the shape of my will.”
– Antonin Artaud, “On Suicide,” no. 1, Le Disque Vert (1925)