Thursday, May 15, 2008

Endgame

"You're on earth. There's no cure for that."

samuel beckett

Sunday, April 13, 2008

love & some verses

Love is a dress that you made long
To hide your knees
Love to say this to your face
I'll love you only
For your days and excitement
What will you keep for to wear?
Someday drawing you different
May I be weaved in your hair?

Love and some verses you hear
Say what you can say
Love to say this in your ear
I'll love you that way
From your changing contentments
What will you choose for to share?
Someday drawing you different,
May I be weaved in your hair?

Pedro Calderon de la Barca

For all life is a dream, and dreams themselves are only dreams.

Tuesday, January 15, 2008

bob's 1965 tour

In waiting room at London Airport, 1965

Reporter: How long is it since you were last in London?
Dylan: About a year.
Reporter: What's the lightbulb for?
(Dylan holds up an enormous industrial lightbulb)

Dylan: What's the lightbulb for? I thought you would ask me that. No I usually carry a lightbulb. Somebody gave it to me, you know.
Reporter: Sorry, I didn't quite catch the answer
Dylan: Someone gave it to me... a very affectionate friend.
Reporter: Oh, I see.
2nd Reporter: (to Bob Neuwirth) Are you folk?
Neuwirth: Who, am I folk? No, not me. I'm not folk.
3rd Reporter: (to Dylan) What is your real message?
Dylan: My real message? Keep a good head and always carry a lightbulb.
Reporter: Have you tried?
Dylan: Well, I plugged it into my socket and the house exploded.

clip from Don't Look Back

Saturday, January 12, 2008

The Origin of Love

Last time I saw you
We had just split in two.
You were looking at me.
I was looking at you.
You had a way so familiar,
But I could not recognize,
Cause you had blood on your face;
I had blood in my eyes.
But I could swear by your expression
That the pain down in your soul
Was the same as the one down in mine.
That's the pain,
Cuts a straight line
Down through the heart;
We called it love.
So we wrapped our arms around each other,
Trying to shove ourselves back together.
We were making love,
Making love.
It was a cold dark evening,
Such a long time ago,
When by the mighty hand of Jove,
It was the sad story
How we became
Lonely two-legged creatures,
It's the story of
The origin of love.
That's the origin of love.

john cameron mitchell

Wednesday, December 26, 2007

The Greatest

Once I wanted to be the greatest
No wind or waterfall could stall me
And then came the rush of the flood
Stars of night turned deep to dust

Melt me down
Into big black armor
Leave no trace of grace
Just in your honor
Lower me down
To culprit south
Make 'em wash a space in town
For the lead
And the dregs of my bed
I've been sleepin'
Lower me down
Pin me in
Secure the grounds
For the later parade

cat power

Monday, December 24, 2007

Gauranteed

Everyone I come across in cages they bought
they think of me and my wandering
but I'm never what they thought
got my indignation but I'm pure in all my thoughts
I'm alive

Leave it to me as I find a way to be
consider me a satelite forever orbiting
I knew all the rules but the rules did not know me
guaranteed

eddie vedder

Sunday, November 25, 2007

Christopher McCandless

"Happiness is only real when shared."

Sunday, November 18, 2007

on relationships

And I'm telling you right now, through all this stuff, I have not become a cynic, I haven't. Yes, I do happen to believe that love is mainly about pushing chocolate-covered candies and, you know, in some cultures, a chicken. You can call me a sucker, I don't care, 'cause I do...believe in it. Bottom line...is the couples that are truly right for each other wade through the same crap as everybody else, but, the big difference is, they don't let it take 'em down.

dr. cox

Monday, November 12, 2007

Into The Wild

"If we admit that human life can be ruled by reason, then all possibility of life is destroyed."

Monday, October 01, 2007

3:10 to Yuma (2007)

Sometimes a man needs to be big enough to see how small he is.

Sunday, August 12, 2007

Before Sunrise

I guess that if none of your family or friends knew that you were dead, then it's not really being dead.

richard linklater

Wednesday, July 25, 2007

Masochist

She says you're a masochist for falling for me,
So roll up your sleeves.

ingrid michaelson

Friday, May 18, 2007

I don't do crowds

I'd like to have company during thunderstorms
I'd like you to fall for me but it'd soon turn lousy and wrong
I meant what I said
all I want is to be one of the best

camera obscura

Thursday, May 10, 2007

tea for the tillerman

Bring tea for the Tillerman
Steak for the sun
Wine for the women who made the rain come
Seagulls sing your hearts away
'Cause while the sinners sin, the children play

Oh Lord how they play and play
For that happy day, for that happy day

cat stevens

Friday, April 20, 2007

Fake Empire

Stay out super late tonight picking apples, making pies
put a little something in our lemonade and take it with us

Turn the light out say goodnight
no thinking for a little while
lets not try to figure out everything it wants
It’s hard to keep track of you falling through the sky

we're half awake...

the national

Saturday, April 14, 2007

Werner Herzog

In his action movie mode, Treadwell probably did not realize that seemingly empty moments had a strange, secret beauty. Sometimes images themselves develop their own life, their own mysterious stardom.

grizzly man

Friday, April 06, 2007

Cries and Whispers

David: Come over here Maria. Look at yourself in the mirror. You are beautiful... but you have changed. These days you cast rapid, calculating, sidelong glances. Your gaze used to be direct, open, and without any disguise. Your mouth is an expression of discontent and hunger. It used only to be soft. Your complexion has become pallid, you use make-up. Your fine, broad forehead now has four creases above each eyebrow... And this fine contour from the ear to the chin... it's no longer quite so evident. That's where complacency and indolence reside... Look here, at the bridge of the nose, why do you sneer so often, Maria? ...Beneath your eyes, those sharp, barely visible wrinkles of boredom and impatience.

Maria: (paraphrased) You read me so well only because you see it in yourself too.

Ingmar Bergman, Viskningar och rop

Thursday, March 22, 2007

Lisa Simpson

"You have to listen to the notes she's not playing."
"But, Mom! If you take our cartoons away, we'll grow up without a sense of humor and be robots."

"A man who envies our family is a man who needs help."

Monday, February 05, 2007

Big Fish

"Truth is, I've always been thirsty."

"Has it ever occurred to you that maybe you're not too big? That maybe this place is just too small? "

"A man tells his stories so many times that he becomes the stories. They live on after him, and in that way he becomes immortal."

"I caught an uncatchable fish. "
"Sometimes, the only way to catch an uncatchable woman is to offer her a wedding ring. "

"They say when you meet the love of your life, time stops, and that's true. What they don't tell you is that when it starts again, it moves extra fast to catch up. "

"Most men, they'll tell you a story straight through. It won't be complicated, but it won't be interesting either. "

Sandra: You don't even know me.
Ed: I have the rest of my life to find out.