I meet you. I remember you. Who are you? You’re destroying me. You’re good for me. How could I know this city was tailor-made for love? How could I know you fit my body like a glove? I like you. How unlikely. I like you. How slow all of a sudden. How sweet. You cannot… Continue reading Marguerite Duras
What a piece of work is a man! How noble inreason, how infinite in faculty! In form and movinghow express and admirable! In action how like an Angel!in apprehension how like a god! The beauty of theworld! The paragon of animals! And yet to me, what isthis quintessence of dust? Man delights not me; no,nor… Continue reading William Shakespeare
Salomé, Salomé, dance for me. I pray thee dance for me. I am sad to-night. Yes, I am passing sad to-night. When I came hither I slipped in blood, which is an evil omen; and I heard, I am sure I heard in the air a beating of wings, a beating of giant wings. I… Continue reading Oscar Wilde
I had always heard your entire life flashes in front of your eyes the second before you die. First of all, that one second isn’t a second at all, it stretches on forever, like an ocean of time… For me, it was lying on my back at Boy Scout camp, watching falling stars… And yellow… Continue reading Kevin Spacey
I will have poetry in my life. And adventure. And love. Love above all. — Gwyneth Paltrow [Viola De Lesseps] Shakespeare in Love (1998) Written by Marc Norman & Tom Stoppard. Directed by John Madden.
Do you want to see the most beautiful thing I’ve ever filmed? It was one of those days when it’s a minute away from snowing, and there’s this electricity in the air, you can almost hear it. And this bag was just, dancing with me, like a little kid beggin’ me to play with it… Continue reading Wes Bentley
…and after all, the wrong road always leads somewhere. — George Bernard Shaw, The Dark Lady of the Sonnets. Premiered at the Haymarket theatre, London 24 November 1910.
Softly love and to love softly, dew upon a sycamore branch by the creaking gate as my heart hurries off to wince through the wheat along the briar to that stone under which I lie. — Gabrielle Anwar [Princess Marguret Tudor] The Tudors, “Look to God First.” Season 1, Episode 9 (June 3, 2007)
Let me tell you this: if you meet a loner, no matter what they tell you, it’s not because they enjoy solitude. It’s because they have tried to blend into the world before, and people continue to disappoint them. — Jodi Picoult, My Sister’s Keeper. (Atria April 6, 2004)
The tears of the world are a constant quantity. For each one who begins to weep somewhere else another stops. The same is true of the laugh. ― Samuel Beckett, Waiting for Godot. (Grove Press; 1 edition, May 17, 2011) Originally published 1952. Premiered 5 January 1953 at theThéâtre de Babylone, Paris France.