I never got on good
relations with the world

first I had nothing
the world wanted

then the world had
nothing I wanted

A. R. Ammons, from Success Story (via litafficionado)
lowmorale:

Sonia Petrovna in La prima notte di quiete (1972)

lowmorale:

Sonia Petrovna in La prima notte di quiete (1972)

No one would take me just as I was, no one loved me; I shall love myself enough, I thought, to make up for this abandonment by everyone. Formerly, I had been quite satisfied with myself, but I had taken very little trouble to increase my self-knowledge; from now on, I would stand outside myself, watch over and observe myself; in my diary I had long conversations with myself. I was entering a world whose newness stunned me. I learned to distinguish between distress and melancholy, lack of emotion and serenity; I learned to recognize the hesitations of the heart, and its ecstasies, the splendor of great renunciations, and the subterranean murmurings of hope. I entered into exalted trances, as on those evenings when I used to gaze upon the sky full of moving clouds behind the distant blue of the hills; I was both the landscape and its beholder: I existed only through myself, and for myself… My path was clearly marked: I had to perfect, enrich and express myself in a work of art that would help others to live.

Simone de Beauvoir (Memoirs of a Dutiful Daughter)
fantastiframes:

Mouchette

fantastiframes:

Mouchette

veronikazakonjsek:

Mouchette (1967) by Robert Bresson.

veronikazakonjsek:

Mouchette (1967) by Robert Bresson.

If I cannot move heaven, I will raise hell.

Publius Vergilius Maro (via deadlyquotes)

misterarashiamazing:

A Page of Madness, Teinosuke Kinugasa

junkopia:

Il deserto rosso (1964) / Michelangelo Antonioni

junkopia:

Il deserto rosso (1964) / Michelangelo Antonioni

chainedandperfumed:

Monica Vitti in Il deserto rosso. Michelangelo Antonioni. 1964.

chainedandperfumed:

Monica Vitti in Il deserto rossoMichelangelo Antonioni. 1964.

descroissants:

just having an existential crisis on a friday night…

descroissants:

just having an existential crisis on a friday night…

Vivre Sa Vie (1962)

helenadarko:

Moi, je crois qu’on est toujours responsable de ce qu’on fait… Et libre… Je lève la main, je suis responsable. Je tourne la tête à droite, je suis responsable. Je malheureuse, je suis responsable. Je fume une cigarette, je suis responsable. Je ferme les yeux, je suis responsable.J’oublie que je suis responsable, mais je le suis… Après tout, tout est beau…Après tout, les choses sont comme elles sont… Et la vie, c’est la vie.

helenadarko:

Moi, je crois qu’on est toujours responsable de ce qu’on fait… Et libre… 
Je lève la main, je suis responsable. Je tourne la tête à droite, je suis responsable. Je malheureuse, je suis responsable. Je fume une cigarette, je suis responsable. Je ferme les yeux, je suis responsable.
J’oublie que je suis responsable, mais je le suis… 
Après tout, tout est beau…
Après tout, les choses sont comme elles sont… Et la vie, c’est la vie.