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“The smell of coffee, white dust, tobacco and burnt bread, flowers with a fragrance of wine, and the crimson fruit, soft and overripe. A girl looking over her bare shoulder, with a flash of a smile, gold ear-rings showing from thick black hair brushed away from her face, long arms, a cigarette between her lips. Night like a great dark blanket, voices murmuring at a street corner, the air warm with tired flowers, and a hum from the sea.”
— Daphne du Maurier, from “I Will Never Be Young Again,” published c. 1932
I don’t trust people who don’t like 80s pop music like what are you? straight? grow up
Charles Constantin Hoffbauer, Madison Square, 1906
By: Jonathan Moyal
By: H o l l y .
we are not born to die!! what are you talking about!! do you think a book begins just to finish? do you think a song opens with a beautiful chord just for it to end? you don’t read the book to finish it, you read the book to eat up the excitement and the emotions it evokes!! to learn and to digest and to fall in love and be heartbroken!! you listen to the song to dance and dance and sing your throat raw!!! to cry and smile and swell with the harmonies!! yes, we are born with the inevitable fate of death, we are mortal after all, but that is merely the finale of the play!! the final act, the closing of the curtains - we are not born to take a bow and exit stage left!! we are born to love and be joyous and yell and move and learn and cry and feelfeelfeel!!! we are not born to die, silly, we’re born to live!!!
By: maud chalard
Marilyn Monroe in New York, 1955. Her big dream was to live among intellectuals, to visit plays and bookshops, meet writers and thinkers—to learn and be surrounded by learned people. In New York, she did just that for about a year, making no films whatsoever. I’m quite sure she would have quit acting eventually; in her last interview, she suggested as much.
And most importantly don’t betray yourself. Not for a relationship. Not for status. Not for power. Not for money. Not to fit into a stereotype. Not to look a certain way. Not for approval. Don’t betray yourself.