I’m comming to You.
You are blazing.
I’m giving you a rose.
It embalms sweet.
I’m giving a kiss…
us up into clouds.
fall out of the sky …
flow and raise and fall again …
– Martins Paparde –
Ph : Natasha Adrastea
And what is a kiss …
a message too intimate for the ear …
the pulse rising from the heart to utter its name on a lover’s lip: ‘Forever.
– Edmond Rostand – Cyrano de Bergerac
Nobody goes to bed in Madrid until they have killed the night …
– Ernest Hemingway –
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=_QG3IP25A4M
Nicolas Jaar – Tourists
Then, with all my being I felt I was wildly, desperately in love. Not only with Maya and her dark locks flying in the wind as she ran. But also with the plants that swayed as she passed, and with that grey, sad sky and the air that smelled of rain. I was even in love with that old piece of farm machinery with flat tyres, sensing that it was quite essential to the harmony that had just been created before my eyes …
– Andreï Makine – Brief Loves That Live Forever
The fatal mistake we make is looking for a paradise that endures…This obsession with what lasts causes us to overlook many a fleeting paradise.
– Andreï Makine –
Ph : Hiroshi Nonami
… the only words worth writing down arise when language is impossible.
– Andreï Makine –
Ph : Jesse Herzog
I think I still hear …
.. enchanting night,
divine rapture,
.. delightful memory,
mad euphoria, sweet dream
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=ULySvslHA8s
Je crois entendre encore
In the years afterward, I fled whenever somebody began to understand me. That has subsided. But one thing remained: I don’t want anybody to understand me completely. I want to go through life unknown. The blindness of others is my safety and my freedom.
– Pascal Mercier – Night Train to Lisbon
To live for the moment: it sounds so right and so beautiful. But the more I want to, the less I understand what it means.
– Pascal Mercier – Night Train to Lisbon
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