We imagine that we need to be loved and recognized as a totally unique being, as...– Daniel Odier, Desire: The Tantric Path To Awakening (*)
on the inside of this marble house I grow and the seeds I sow will grow up...– The Knife (Astro B)
Erik Satie, Pieces Froides - Dances de Travers 3,...
I suoni se ne stanno nella musica per rendersi conto del silenzio che li separa.– john cage (risorgenza)
clint mansell, stay with me (the fountain ost,...
Two ways. Gradually, then suddenly.– Ernest Hemingway, The Sun Also Rises (silence)
They will seem unreal. Human kind cannot bear very much reality. — T.S. Eliot, Murder in the cathedral (v)
Dmitrij Dmitrievič Šostakovič, Waltz 2, from Jazz...
We are not in the world, we become with the world; we become by contemplating it. Everything is vision, becoming. We become universes. Becoming animal, plant, molecular, becoming zero. — Deleuze and Guattari (1991: 169) (mattermedia, ilymaus)
Be melting snow. Wash yourself of yourself.– Rumi (yama-bato, crash, silence)
A burnt child loves the fire. - Oscar Wilde, The Picture Of Dorian Gray (desgrandsflchss, rememo)
We are all alone, born alone, die alone, and — in spite of True Romance...– Hunter S. Thompson (deepwithfuture, tobia)
I paint because I am a dirty woman.– Marlene Dumas (Constant Siege)
Dead Can Dance, The Cardinal Sin (Spleen and...
I consider it useless and tedious to represent what exists, because nothing that...– Charles Baudelaire (parade)
NON /// Storm (fvckface, |||)
I think they do it to pass the time, nothing more. But time is too large, it...– Jean-Paul Sartre (La nausée, 1938) (lucena)
la sua voce nell’aria era una roccia deserta e incolmabile di fiori - mario luzi (enne)
Ryuichi Sakamoto & Yukihiro Takahashi vs....
To walk inside yourself and meet no one for hours - that is what you must be able to attain. To be solitary as you were when you were a child, when the grown-ups walked around involved with matters that seemed large and important because they looked so busy and because you didn’t understand a thing about what they were doing. - Rainer M.Rilke (liquidnight)
Lena Horne, Stormy Weather (1942)...
Una volta mollata l’anima, tutto segue con assoluta certezza, anche nel pieno del caos. - Henry Miller
Silence is so accurate.– Mark Rothko (+)