Humphrey Bogart and Ingrid Bergman in Michael Curtiz’s CASABLANCA (‘42)

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Humphrey Bogart and Ingrid Bergman in Michael Curtiz’s CASABLANCA (‘42)

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What’s most important in Nostalghia is my art and my feelings, and we’ll have to shoot in one take a scene where you carry a candle which is a metaphor for what I’m trying to do in my cinema and maybe in my life too.
Andrei Tarkovsky
This scene is pure cinematic poetry.
“A man will search his heart and soul Go searchin’ way out there His peace of mind he knows he’ll find But where, oh Lord, Lord where? Ride away, ride away, ride away”
The Searchers (John Ford, 1956)
“One irony of being a writer is that we work alone, but the purpose of our medium—language itself—is communication….Some etymologists fancy a relationship between solitary and the English soul. And yes, to access that deep place within where real truth lives, I write alone. But to keep me honest, humble, and clearheaded enough to tell a story that begins there, I require friends. By mail or phone or face-to-face we tell each other stories, and our (funny, sad, sacred) exchanges remind me of the point of all this fumbling with language: to commune.”
— Rachel Lyon, in this week’s Writers Recommend; read the rest at pw.org!
“It is a beautiful and wondrous sight to behold the body of the Moon.” - Galileo Galilee

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adult’s movies: sex, explosions, yelling, cheap love story
kid’s movies: deep heart-wrenching death, moments where you question your own values, humor, adult jokes splashed in, the secret to the entire universe, sometimes explosions too
“I dunno man, kid’s movies are just kinda dumb”
Big Fish dir. Tim Burton
i just found out merriam webster has a time traveler feature that tells you some of the words that were “born” the same year as you. it’s pretty neat yall should do this
i’m the same age as twerking and bromance guys
‘Internet service provider’….how fucking old am I???!!
….. ‘channel surfing’ really?
Apparently 90% of awful medical conditions began the year I was born.
Proud to see “sriracha” was added the year I was born.
Only one is a wanderer; two together are always going somewhere.
“Be kind to yourself and to other poets. There are so many people in the world who would conspire against our joy, who would mistake our reverent wonder for idleness. Against everything, we have to protect our permeability to wonder. That’s the nucleus around which all interesting art orbits.”
—Kaveh Akbar, in “The Whole Self: Our Thirteenth Annual Look at Debut Poets” in the Jan/Feb issue of Poets & Writers Magazine (2018)

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여어- 히싸씨부리 ( ɔ̸ᴉʇɐ͟N͞さんのツイート )
“NAFTER NOON!”
“… HI”
Sailor to Siren - the first song of the three in this wonderful duet. This tenderness comes as a surprise Drinking where the riverbed was dry Trees in the wind trembling with love Mad morning light drew you out the door Mama didn't need you anymore She pointed at night but you saw the stars Brace yourself and nestle into me Bear it all like fallen autumn leaves You don't even know me that well Now every blossom's ready to explode Rooted in the cracks along the road The world is a dream that wiggled free Wild distant water showed me where to run Papa let me know I'm not enough He took out the life and left me the hole Are you the sailor or the siren in the tide Trusts a tiny ocean and besides You don't even know me that well Your song is warm and coming through the wall Hearts are thrown to strangers after all You don't even know me that well
Don’t give up.
The Grand Budapest Hotel (2014) dir. Wes Anderson
I have a childlike conviction that the sufferings will be healed and smoothed over, that the whole offensive comedy of human contradiction will disappear like a pitiful mirage, a vile concoction of man’s Euclidean mind, feeble and puny as an atom, and that ultimately, at the world’s finale, in the moment of eternal harmony, there will occur and be revealed something so precious that it will suffice for all hearts, to allay all indignation, to redeem all human villainy, all bloodshed; it will suffice not only to make forgiveness possible, but also to justify everything that has happened with men.
Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov

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A-ha’s Take On Me, slowed way down.
“We will feast in the house of Zion We will sing with our hearts restored He has done great things, we will say together We will feast and weep no more”
My favorite new hymn. We sang it in church at Trinity Eastside today and it was marvelous.