The way you love someone is to lightly run your finger over that person’s soul until you find a crack, and then gently pour your love into that crack.
— Keith Miller (via fables-of-the-reconstruction)
Nighthawks; Edward Hopper (1942)
“‘Come on, Mr Gardner, let’s do it. Let’s do “By the Time I Get to Phoenix”.’
And I played gently a little opening figure, no beat yet, the sort of thing that could lead into a song or just as easily fade away. I tried to make it sound like America, sad roadside bars, big long highways, and I guess I was thinking too of my mother, the way I’d come into the room and see her on the sofa gazing at her record sleeve with its picture of an American road, or maybe of the singer sitting in an American car. What I mean is, I tried to play it so my mother would have recognised it as coming from that same world, the world on her record sleeve.”
- Nocturnes p.27; Kazuo Ishiguro
1. document things for yourself and yourself alone.
2. buy flowers for yourself occasionally.
3. carry around a can of cat food for some strays
4. listen to your mother
5. don’t be so caught up in documenting that you miss the moment.
6. monitor your poop.
#127- Wings of Desire (1987)
"I now know what no angel knows."
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Happy Together (Wong Kar-Wai, 1997)
National Moth Week co-founder Dave Moskowitz shared these beautiful photos with us. Tune in on Friday to hear Rutgers University moth expert Elena Tartaglia talk more about these fascinating creatures.