zcorpio

{...} quelle importance ils attachent, mon dieu, à penser tous ensemble les mêmes choses.

[xxhorace]

Jane March

[kakashigf-archive-deactivated20]

each day is like a franz kafka diary entry and each month is like the twilight circle camera scene

[prideandprejudice]

I couldn’t sleep. Nor I.

PRIDE AND PREJUDICE (2005) dir. Joe Wright

[s0ur]

https://www.instagram.com/p/Bg07uhBnC1u/

[queen-mayhem]

if you have little girls in your life, make a point to prioritize them. listen to them. don’t interrupt them or let others interrupt them. make sure to compliment them on things besides their appearance. tell them how clever and creative and brave they are. it’s so important.

[deforest]

Ava Gardner and Robert Walker in ONE TOUCH OF VENUS (1948) dir. William A. Seiter

[soothenerves]

find myself listening to music i loved years ago and i realize i still am her

[belleepoque70]

He was there.

That was him in the back…

that scarcely visible shape…

that made no movement, crushed.

She was leaning on the railing…

like the first time on the ferry.

She knew he was watching her.

She was watching him, too.

She couldn’t see him anymore,

but she still looked…

towards the shape of the black car.

In the end, she didn’t see it anymore.

The harbor had faded away…

and then the land.

One night…

during the crossing

of the Indian Ocean…

in the main room on the big deck…

there had been a sudden burst…

of a waltz by Chopin.

There wasn’t a breath of wind…

and that night…

the music had spread

all over the black liner…

like an injunction from heaven…

related to something unknown…

like an order from God…

whose meaning was inscrutable.

She had wept…

because she had thought

of that man from Cholon…

her lover…

and suddenly she wasn’t sure…

of not having loved him…

with a love she hadn’t seen…

because it had lost itself

in the story…

like water in the sand…

and that she was

rediscovering it now…

in this moment of music

flung across the sea.

Years after the war…

after the marriages, the children…

the divorces, the books…

he had come to Paris with his wife.

He had phoned her.

He was intimidated.

His voice trembled…

and with the trembling…

it had found the accent of China again.

He knew she’d begun writing books.

He had also heard about

the younger brother’s death.

He had been sad for her…

and then he hadn’t known

what to tell her…

and then he’d told her…

he had told her

that it was as before…

that he still loved her…

that he would never stop loving her…

that he would love her until his death.

[timotaychalamet]

The Lover (1992) dir. Jean-Jacques Annaud

[terrababayeva]

L’amant (1992)

“I know it’s not clothes that make women beautiful or otherwise, nor beauty care, nor expensive creams, nor the distinction of costliness of their finery. I know the problem lies elsewhere. I don’t know where. I only know it isn’t where women think.”

Marguerite Duras, The Lover.

[thoughtkick]

“Nobody looks good in their darkest hours. But it’s those hours that make us what we are.”

— Karen Marie Moning, Faefever

[philosophyquotes]

“It is better to risk sparing a guilty person than to condemn an innocent one.”

— Voltaire, Zadig

[philosophybits]

“Philosophers get attention only when they appear to be doing something sinister—corrupting the youth, undermining the foundations of civilization, sneering at all we hold dear. The rest of the time everybody assumes that they are hard at work somewhere down in the sub-basement, keeping those foundations in good repair. Nobody much cares what brand of intellectual duct tape is being used.”

— Richard Rorty, “Philosophical Convictions”, The Nation, June 14, 2004

[cybergemini777]

[philosophyquotes]

“It is seldom that the miserable can help regarding their misery as a wrong inflicted by those who are less miserable.”

— George Eliot, Silas Marner

[educationbybeauty]

maybe if you bundled yourself up and went for a walk out in the cold then came back inside with rosy cheeks and cool skin and warmed yourself up with a nice warm cup of herbal tea with honey maybe then you’d calm down

[thebookquotes]

Anybody can look at you. It's quite rare to find someone who sees the same world you see.

— John Green, Turtles All the Way Down