December 2011
66 posts
Bad luck for the young poet would be a rich father, an early marriage, an early...
– Charles Bukowski
To love is to suffer. To avoid suffering one must not love. But then one suffers...
– Woody Allen
All men fear death. It’s a natural fear that consumes us all. We fear death...
– Ernest Hemingway (Midnight in Paris)
Life is so much luck. And people are so frightened to admit that. They want to...
– Woody Allen
If you’re going to try, go all the way. Otherwise, don’t even start. This could...
– Charles Bukowski
Never think that war, no matter how necessary, nor how justified, is not a...
– Ernest Hemingway
Nostalgia is denial - denial of the painful present… the name for this denial is...
My one regret in life is that I am not someone else
– Woody Allen (via shutupvictor)
Sample Chat Post
Allen: That's quite a lovely Jackson Pollock, isn't it?
Woman: Yes, it is.
Allen: What does it say to you?
Woman: It restates the negativeness of the universe. The hideous lonely emptiness of existence. Nothingness. The predicament of man forced to live in a barren, godless eternity like a tiny flame flickering in an immense void with nothing but waste, horror, and degradation, forming a useless, bleak straitjacket in a black, absurd cosmos.
Allen: What are you doing Saturday night?
Woman: Committing suicide.
Allen: What about Friday night?
The whole problem with the world is that fools and fanatics are always so...
– Bertrand Russell (via philphys)
I know that the night is not the same as the day: that all things are different,...
– Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms
“I love sleep. My life has the tendency to fall apart when I’m awake, you know?” Ernest Hemingway
I’m not afraid to die, I just don’t want to be there when it happens
– Woody Allen
Well, that’s essentially how I feel about life. Full of loneliness and misery...
– Woody Allen, Annie Hall
Bukowski
secretrevolutions:
“I sit here drunk now. I am a series of small victories and large defeats and I am as amazed as any other that I have gotten from there to here without committing murder or being murdered; without having ended up in the madhouse. as I drink alone again tonight my soul despite all the past agony thanks all the gods who were not there for me then.”