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Folly and bewilderment, madness and dreams.

Folly and bewilderment, madness and dreams.

"Now I have only one thing left to do: nothing. I don’t want any belongings, any memories. No friends, no love. Those are all traps."

Trois couleurs: Bleu (dir. by Krzysztof Kieslowski, 1993)

(Source: theroning, via andreii-tarkovsky)

mskittycollins:

 

Andy Warhol photographed by Steve Wood

September, 1981

(Source: jack-lemmon, via 2headedsnake)

The leaves of memory seemed to make
A mournful rustling in the dark.
"Her bus came and she did not let go. They tightened their embrace and went on kissing while people edged past them in a queue. She was crying onto his cheek and her sorrow stretched her lips against his. She pulled away, squeezed his wrist and got on without a word and didn’t look back… and as the bus began to move he realised he should have gone with her, all the way to the hospital. He had thrown away minutes in her company. he began to run along Whitehall , hoping to catch up with her at the next stop. But her bus was far ahead, and soon disappearing towards Parliament Square." — Ian McEwan, Atonement.

(Source: ammaasante, via andreii-tarkovsky)

Love is so short. Forgetting is so long.

movies-across-time-and-space:

Faust | 1926 | F.W. Murnau | Germany

You just could gif every frame of this movie.

(via andreii-tarkovsky)

misselizabethtaylor:

"There’s never been anyone like her from the way she looked with those incredible eyes, to the way her life went with pain and joy." - Larry King

misselizabethtaylor:

"There’s never been anyone like her from the way she looked with those incredible eyes, to the way her life went with pain and joy." - Larry King

Folly and bewilderment, madness and dreams.

Folly and bewilderment, madness and dreams.

"Now I have only one thing left to do: nothing. I don’t want any belongings, any memories. No friends, no love. Those are all traps."

Trois couleurs: Bleu (dir. by Krzysztof Kieslowski, 1993)

(Source: theroning, via andreii-tarkovsky)

mskittycollins:

 

Andy Warhol photographed by Steve Wood

September, 1981

(Source: jack-lemmon, via 2headedsnake)

The leaves of memory seemed to make
A mournful rustling in the dark.
"Her bus came and she did not let go. They tightened their embrace and went on kissing while people edged past them in a queue. She was crying onto his cheek and her sorrow stretched her lips against his. She pulled away, squeezed his wrist and got on without a word and didn’t look back… and as the bus began to move he realised he should have gone with her, all the way to the hospital. He had thrown away minutes in her company. he began to run along Whitehall , hoping to catch up with her at the next stop. But her bus was far ahead, and soon disappearing towards Parliament Square." — Ian McEwan, Atonement.

(Source: ammaasante, via andreii-tarkovsky)

Love is so short. Forgetting is so long.

movies-across-time-and-space:

Faust | 1926 | F.W. Murnau | Germany

You just could gif every frame of this movie.

(via andreii-tarkovsky)

misselizabethtaylor:

"There’s never been anyone like her from the way she looked with those incredible eyes, to the way her life went with pain and joy." - Larry King

misselizabethtaylor:

"There’s never been anyone like her from the way she looked with those incredible eyes, to the way her life went with pain and joy." - Larry King

"The leaves of memory seemed to make
A mournful rustling in the dark."
"Love is so short. Forgetting is so long."

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