[To find a kiss of yours] translated by Sarah Arvio To find a kiss of yours what would I give A kiss that strayed from your lips dead to love My lips taste the dirt of shadows To gaze at your dark eyes what would I give Dawns of rainbow garnet fanning open before God—… Continue reading Federico García Lorc
When you write, you should put your skin on the table. ― Louis-Ferdinand Céline, Journey to the End of the Night. (New Directions; Reprint edition, May 17, 2006) Originally published 1932.
The older we get the more we seem to think that everything was better in the past. ― Jun’ichirō Tanizaki
There either is or is not, that’s the way things are. The colour of the day. The way it felt to be a child. The saltwater on your sunburnt legs. Sometimes the water is yellow, sometimes it’s red. But what colour it may be in memory, depends on the day. I’m not going to tell… Continue reading Mitch Glazer
I had jumped off the edge, and then, at the very last moment, something reached out and caught me in midair. That something is what I define as love. It is the one thing that can stop a man from falling, powerful enough to negate the laws of gravity. — Paul Auster, Moon Palace. (Penguin… Continue reading Paul Auster
Give me your hand. Do you know what this is? It’s my heart. And it’s broken. — Ethan Hawke [Finnegan Bell], Great Expectations (1998) Directed by Alfonso Cuarón based on the novel by Charles Dickens (1861)