He remembered the bitterness of his life at school, the humiliation which he had endured, the banter which had made him morbidly afraid of making himself ridiculous; and he remembered the loneliness he had felt since, faced with the world, the disillusion and the disappointment caused by the difference between what it promised and what it gave. But notwithstanding he was able to look at himself from the outside and smile with amusement.

W. Somerset Maugham, Of Human Bondage (via fables-of-the-reconstruction)

Exchange by Bernd Sauermann

kathleenjoy:

Trees are swaying to the ebb and flow of time. In a small room in a basement, a rug is unrolled and a boy and girl get comfortable with each other. The room is filled with dark items. Soon, a lie will be born. The lie will be held briefly by the boy. Then, he will give it to the girl. This…

It’s about moments in life that are great but don’t last. They don’t go on, but you always have the memory and they have an effect on you. That’s what I was thinking about.

Sofia Coppola on Lost In Translation (via funeral)

Films today show only a dream world and have lost touch with the way people really are… In this country, people die at 21. They die emotionally at 21, maybe younger… My responsibility as an artist is to help people get past 21… The films are a roadmap through emotional and intellectual terrain that provides a solution on how to save pain.

John Cassavetes (via man-of-prose)

'Carpe diem' doesn't mean seize the day - it means something gentler and more sensible. 'Carpe diem' means pluck the day. Carpe, pluck. Seize the day would be 'cape diem,' if my school Latin serves … What Horace had in mind was that you should gently pull on the day's stem, as if it were, say, a wildflower or an olive, holding it with all the practiced care of your thumb and the side of your figure, which knows how to not crush easily crushed things … Pluck the cranberry or blueberry of the day tenderly free without damaging it, is what Horace meant - pick the day, harvest the day, reap the day, mow the day, forage the day. Don't freaking grab the day in your fist like a burger at a fairground and take a big chomping bite out of it.

Nicholson Baker. With thanks to Whiskey River. (via crashinglybeautiful)