She has plans, look at her calendar. February 14th: ‘masturbate gloomily.’ — Ginsberg, pure gold.
What makes cinema so attractive, so fascinating is that it’s not just a one plus one process. It’s a chemistry between sounds, words, ideas & image. —Wong Kar-Wai
Reality doesn’t impress me. I only believe in intoxication, in ecstasy, and when ordinary life shackles me, I escape, one way or another… —Anais Nin
Which do you want: the pain of staying where you are, or the pain of growth? —Judith Hanson Lasater
I take great care of myself by carefully shutting myself away —Vincent Van Gogh in a letter to his brother, Theo. [letter]
The person who tries to keep everyone happy often ends up feeling the loneliest. —Anonymous
Always remember that the crowd that applauds your coronation is the same crowd that will applaud your beheading. People like a show. —Terry Pratchett, Going Postal
I hate people who write off other people’s talents just because of their taste in movies. I left film-school for that very reason. The first thing the teacher told us was “If you want to make Terminator 2, leave now” and I was like, fuck you man. There could be a kid sat in the corner disheartened because Terminator 2 is the movie he wants to make, that’s his vision and here’s the teacher telling him he can’t do that. He had no fucking right, none of us do. Besides, I think Terminator 2 is a pretty kick-ass movie. —Paul Thomas Anderson
To hell with them. Nothing hurts if you don’t let it. —Ernest Hemingway
I want to care, but I don’t. I look at you and all I feel is tired. —Elizabeth Scott
There is no shame in being hungry for another person. There is no shame in wanting very much to share your life with somebody. —Augusten Burroughs
Something else is hurting you – that’s why you need pot or whiskey, or whips and rubber suits, or screaming music turned so fucking loud you can’t think. —Charles Bukowski
'I went to America to promote 'The Man Who Sold The World' and, as I was going to Texas, I wore a dress. One guy pulled out a gun on me and called me a fag. But I thought the dress was beautiful.' —David Bowie, April 1971
Nobody owns life, but anyone who can pick up a frying pan owns death. —William S. Burroughs
interviewer: if a man came into your life, wouldn't you want to compromise?
eartha kitt: *laughs loudly* stupid. A man comes into my life and I have to compromise? You must think about that one again. *continues to laugh*