She would be half a planet away, floating in a turquoise sea, dancing by moonlight to flamenco guitar.
– Janet Fitch – White Oleander
Sleep is my lover now,
my forgetting,
my opiate,
my oblivion.
– Audrey Niffenegger – The Time Traveler’s Wife
Burn this house
Burn it blue
Heart running on empty
So lost without you …
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=PiTicJ0TC1Q
Caetano Veloso & Lila Downs – Burn it Blue
give you all the love
half the love is all I feel
it’s too bad it’s just too sad …
I want you, the right way
I want you
I want you to want me, too
I want you to want me baby
just like I want you …
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=HNFzoP-xP3c
I Want You – Jason Miles & Chiara Civello [Marvin Gaye]
However much you feed a wolf, it always looks to the forest. We are all wolves of the dense forest of Eternity.
– Marina Tsvetaeva –
Ph : Mario Sorrenti
6 months, 2 weeks, 4 days,
and I still don’t know which month it was then
or what day it is now.
Blurred out lines
from hangovers
to coffee
another vagabond
lost to love.
– Charlotte Eriksson –
Berlin was charismatic in the roguish way of a love… It was a lover who was a little dangerous in ways that didn’t always show, keeping you a bit on edge, a bit in love and endlessly forgiving because he made her feel that she was exactly where she was meant to be…
Berlin made you like who you were when you were there, as if everything worth being a part of in the world – all those modern ideas about sex and art and women; all that possibility – was right there, in its dark, beating heart.
– Whitney Otto –
Ph : Pavel Kiselev
Breath is the bridge which connects life to consciousness, which unites your body to your thoughts. Whenever your mind becomes scattered, use your breath as the means to take hold of your mind again.
– Thich Nhat Hanh –
… I disappear in your name
But you must wait for me
Somewhere across the sea …
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=aEj-mrwwaxo&persist_app=1&app=m
Tom Waits – Alice
Even so, there were times I saw freshness and beauty. I could smell the air …
Tears were warm, and girls were beautiful, like dreams. I liked movie theaters, the darkness and intimacy, and I liked the deep, sad summer nights.
– Haruki Murakami – Dance Dance Dance
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