I shouldn’t be surprised. What the heart wants, the heart takes … even when it knows its owner won’t allow it.
– K. Bromberg – Slow Burn
What matters is …
the unspoken at the edge of the spoken.
– Virginia Woolf –
Never underestimate the lingering effects of a dash of spontaneous comfort.
– Gina Greenlee –
I often wonder, if those that smile the most, are the most saddest people in the world.
– Anthony Liccione –
Down by the river by the boats
Where everybody goes to be alone
Where you won’t see any rising sun
Down to the river we will run …
Agnes Obel – Riverside
No shame in saying that I felt a loneliness drifting through me. Funny how it was, everyone perched in their own little world with the deep need to talk, each person with their own tale, beginning in some strange middle point, then trying so hard to tell it all, to have it all make sense, logical and final.
– Colum McCann –
Well, I’d say fuck too, if I were me. I’d say it backward and forward and around the block, fuck this and fuck that and fuck it all at once, twice, three times.
– Colum McCann –
Ph : Billy Kidd
I talk to myself at night
Better still when the lights are turned out
I talk inside my head
Better if nobody knows what I said
Do you really want me back?
If you knew me at all
You should all know my answers …
They say I love you …
They say I always will
They say I love you, yeah
These wounds, they won’t heal
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=55lqXpyPy8o
Lucy Rose – Middle of the Bed
Ph : Dmytro Gurnicki
Drifting in and out …
Say just what you need
And in between it’s never as it seems
If you build yourself a myth …
momentarily bliss …
Eons far from the sun
Let you know you’re not the only one
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=FuvWc3ToDHg
Beach house – Myth
Ph : Didier Carre
I want to live among human people, very human. People, who can laugh at their mistakes.
Who do not become full of themselves because of their triumphs …
The essential thing is what makes life worthwhile.
I want to surround myself with people who can touch the hearts of others.
People who despite the hard knockouts of life, grew up with a soft touch in their soul.
– Mário Raul de Morais Andrade –
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