where do grandmas and aunties even buy this shit? It’s not in stores???do they have a dealer who sells to them????
Ingmar Bergman's thoughts about why so many people all around the world could identify with Marianne’s and Johan’s relationship from his TV mini-series Scenes from a Marriage, 1973. (click on the link to watch the series on youtube)
Tolstoy himself, it is true, occupies a dual position. From the point of view purely of form (a point of view which, in Tolstoy’s special case, cannot possibly do justice to what matters most in his vision or in his created world) he must be seen as the final expression of European Romanticism. However, in the few overwhelmingly great moments of his works—moments which must be seen as subjective and reflexive in respect of each particular work as a whole—he shows a clearly differentiated, concrete and existent world, which, if it could spread out into a totality, would be completely inaccessible to the categories of the novel and would require a new form of artistic creation: the form of the renewed epic.
This world is the world of pure soul-reality in which man exists as man, neither as a social being nor as an isolated, unique, pure and therefore abstract interiority. If ever this world should come into being as something natural and simply experienced, as the only true reality, a new complete totality could be built out of all its substances and relationships. It would be a world to which our divided reality would be a mere backdrop, a world which would have outstripped our dual world or social reality by as much as we have outstripped the world of nature. But art can never be the agent of such a transformation: the great epic is a form bound to the historical moment, and any attempt to depict the utopian as existent can only end in destroying the form, not in creating reality. The novel is the form of the epoch of absolute sinfulness, as Fichte said, and it must remain the dominant form so long as the world is ruled by the same stars. In Tolstoy, intimations of a breakthrough into a new epoch are visible; but they remain polemical, nostalgic and abstract.
It is in the words of Dostoevsky that this new world, remote from any struggle against what actually exists, is drawn for the first time simply as a seen reality. That is why he, and the form he created, lie outside the scope of this book. Dostoevsky did not write novels, and the creative vision revealed in his works has nothing to do, either as affirmation or as rejection, with European nineteenth-century Romanticism or with many, likewise Romantic, reactions against it. He belongs to the new world. Only formal analysis of his works can show whether he is already the Homer or the Dante of that world or whether he merely supplies the songs which, together with the songs of other forerunners, later artists will one day weave into a great unity: whether he is merely a beginning or already a completion. It will then be the task of historico-philosophical interpretation to decide whether we are really about to leave the age of absolute sinfulness or whether the new has no other herald but our hopes who are signs of a world to come, still so weak that it easily be crushed by the sterile power of the merely existent."
— (via coffeestainedlife)
— Jorge Luis Borges, Personal Library (via fuckyeahjorgeluisborges)
— Anaïs Nin, Henry And June (via wordsnquotes)
Tee Corinne, Cunt Coloring Book, 1975
— M.E, @Shroomed-Thinking “It’s Early in the Morning” Night #1- Ten Word Story
— Augusten Burroughs (via re-examine)
Feta’s Note: Did I ever mention I love metaphors? This is awesome.
Without a doubt
There is an iceberg the size of a humpback whale
crumbling off the side of a glacier like bakers’ sugar
And I wonder if the scientists in Antarctica,
whose machines could detect the faintest rise in sea level,
could sense the tectonic vibrations of my trembling hands
the first day we spoke.
I like to know that it’s always nighttime somewhere
And that our jet-lagged planet is constantly chasing stars
the way my voice does for the right words
to describe the impact of your body on mine.
After 200 millions of years
Pangaea is still rearranging itself
The shape of each lake and valley is no accident
The way your mouth
fills in the spaces of my clavicles
is no accident.
- Aries - Cardinal Cross - Initiating impulse - Life.
- Cancer - Cardinal Cross - Focused impulse - Incarnation.
- Scorpio - Fixed Cross - Reversing...
"Ohh and your sweet and pretty face in such an ugly world, something so beautiful."
- Naive by The Kooks
- Anonymous said:Do you believe in soul mates?
yes, but I also believe there’s more than one person who’s perfect for you out there
- “.:release anything that does not set you free:.”— (via uplifted-vibrations)