Kotku

donna tartt stan

[filmreveries]

“My grandmother used to say, ‘To make God laugh, tell him your plans.’”

Amores Perros (2000) dir. Alejandro González Iñárritu

[aloneandforsakenbyfateandbyman]

Satyam Shivam Sundaram (1978)      

[approach]

“Traveling is like flirting with life. It’s like saying, ‘I would stay and love you, but I have to go.’”

— Lisa St Aubin de Terán (via bl-ossomed)

[latibule-e-deactivated20231012]

“But good God, what’s wrong with me, after all? What am I missing? Why this emptiness, this nostalgia? What is this anxiety, as if I only loved something I didn’t know?”

— Clarice Lispector, from a letter to Fernando Sabino featured in Why This World

[thevisualvamp]

Anthony Forever

[metamorphesque]

— Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet

[linkinmoon]

Anaïs Nin, The Early Diary of Anaïs Nin

[putridcupds]

part 4 of scans from 70s craft book  “Making Things From Discards” by Hazel Pearson Williams. I’m finally done scanning but I’m slowly editing and uploading :33. use these in collages print em out!1 have fun do whatever you want!!1

[filmaticbby]

“Has it ever occurred to you that plants can feel, know, even comprehend? The trees, this hazelnut bush… Not like us, who are rushing, fussing, uttering banalities. That’s because we don’t trust nature that is inside us. Always this suspiciousness, haste, and no time to stop and think.”

Mirror (1975) dir. Andrei Tarkovsky

[nobrashfestivity]

“we are imperfect mortal beings, aware of that mortality even as we push it away, failed by our very complication, so wired that when we mourn our losses we also mourn, for better or for worse, ourselves. as we were. as we are no longer. as we will one day not be at all.”

RIP Joan Didion

[mabellonghetti]

Julie Delpy, 1994.

[the-hearth-and-the-wild]

“Phases of her childhood lurked in her aspect still. As she walked along to-day, for all her bouncing handsome womanliness, you could sometimes see her twelfth year in her cheeks, or her ninth sparkling from her eyes; and even her fifth would flit over the curves of her mouth now and then. “

Thomas Hardy, Tess of the D’Urbervilles

[casadabiqueira]

Lido di Venezia

Gianni Berengo Gardin, 1959

[yetanotherstalker]

[morgueheart]

[hauntboy]

the party scene in Irréversible

[melethrille]

“She floated in an unreal innocence….”

— Patrick Chamoiseau, tr. Rose-Myriam Réjouis and Val Vinokurov, Texaco (via niimph)