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What makes a man a man? A friend of mine once wondered. Is it his origins? The way he comes to life? I don’t think so. It’s the choices he makes. Not how he starts things, but how he decides to end them. — Guillermo del Toro, Hellboy: The Art of the Movie (via tubulartrevor)
When I say “I fear” — don’t let it disturb you, dearest heart. We all fear when we are in waiting-rooms. Yet we must pass beyond them, and if the other can keep calm, it is all the help we can give each other. — Katherine Mansfield, from a journal entry dated 14 October 1922 (via violentwavesofemotion)
Archaeologists have not yet discovered any stage of human existence without art. Even in the half-light before the dawn of humanity we received this gift from Hands we did not manage to discern. Nor have we managed to ask: Why was this gift given to us and what are we to do with it?
And all those prophets who are predicting that art is disintegrating, that it has used up all its forms, that it is dying, are mistaken. We are the ones who shall die. And art will remain. The question is whether before we perish we shall understand all its aspects and all its ends.
— Alexander Solzhenitsyn, Beauty Will Save the World (via delicateswans)
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Melancholia (Lars Von Trier, 2011)
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Melancholy suicide. —This is connected with a general state of extreme depression and exaggerated sadness, causing the patient no longer to realize sanely the bonds which connect him with people and things about him. Pleasures no longer attract — Émile Durkheim, On Suicide: A Study in Sociology (via quotes-shape-us)
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Is it nonsense, is it brilliance? Why am I so flown with words, & apparently free to do exactly what I like? — Virginia Woolf, from a diary entry after finishing To The Lighthouse, dated 18 April 1926 (via violentwavesofemotion)
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I would rather die of passion than of boredom. — Vincent Van Gogh (via lillyfelizitas)
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I’d woken up early and I took a long time getting ready to exist. — The Book of Disquiet, Fernando Pessoa (via delicateswans)
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The M1 By Eric Thornton - Chapter 3
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