Mrs. Dalloway said she would buy the flowers herself

On Happiness

2011-11-06T10:26:00.000+02:00

"Actual happiness always looks pretty squalid in comparison with the overcompensations for misery. And, of course, stability isn't nearly so spectacular as instability. And being contented has none of the glamour of a good fight against misfortune, none of the picturesqueness of a struggle with temptation, or a fatal overthrow by passion or doubt. Happiness is never grand."

(Aldous Huxley, Brave New World)

The Color Purple

2011-08-18T16:13:00.000+03:00

One glimpse of life, which is not always filled with pink happenings or puffy people...
This is LIFE.
And this is a masterpiece.

Bright Star

2011-07-18T18:32:00.000+03:00

Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art--
Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night
And watching, with eternal lids apart,
Like nature's patient, sleepless Eremite,
The moving waters at their priestlike task
Of pure ablution round earth's human shores,
Or gazing on the new soft-fallen mask
Of snow upon the mountains and the moors--
No--yet still stedfast, still unchangeable,
Pillow'd upon my fair love's ripening breast,
To feel for ever its soft fall and swell,
Awake for ever in a sweet unrest,
Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath,
And so live ever--or else swoon to death.

(John Keats - Bright Star)

PS: "I almost wish we were butterflies and liv'd but three summer days - three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain."

On Settling

2011-07-13T14:51:00.002+03:00

“Some people are settling down, some people are settling and some people refuse to settle for anything less than butterflies.”

(Carrie Bradshaw, Sex and the City)

Birthday Revelation

2011-06-29T00:20:00.001+03:00

Oh, my friend, I'm older... But am I any wiser? I do wish I knew that...

Welcome, 23! And guess what, you'll be as fabulous as 22 or more!

Les poupées russes

2011-06-12T15:47:00.000+03:00

Xavier : "If I think about all the girls I've known or slept with or just desired, they're like a bunch of Russian dolls. We spend our lives playing the game dying to know who'll be the last, the teeny-tiny one hidden inside all the others. You can't just get to her right away. You have to follow the progression. You have to open them one by one wondering, 'Is she the last one?'"

(Les poupées russes)

What Do You Want?

2011-06-09T13:12:00.000+03:00

"So it's not gonna be easy. It's gonna be really hard. And we're gonna have to work at this every day, but I want to do that, because I want you. I want all of you, forever, you and me, every day. Will you do something for me? Please? Will you just picture your life for me? 30 years from now, 40 years from now, what's it look like? If it's with that guy, go! Go! I lost you once, I think I could do it again, if I thought it's what you really wanted. But don't you take the easy way out."

(The Notebook)

Forever Young

2011-06-01T13:36:00.000+03:00

"In some ways we grow up; we have families… we get married, divorced… but for the most part we still have the same problems that we did when we were fifteen. No matter how much we grow taller, grow older, we are still forever stumbling… forever wondering, forever… young.

There comes a point in your life, when you're officially an adult. Suddenly, you're old enough to vote, drink and engage in other adult activities. Suddenly, people expect you to be responsible, serious, a grown-up. We get taller, we get older. But do we ever really grow up?"

(GA, s04, ep08)

Written On The Body (1)

2011-05-23T12:11:00.000+03:00

"Cheating is easy. There's no swank to infidelity. To borrow against the trust someone has placed in you costs nothing at first. You get away with it, you take a little more and a little more until there is no more to draw on. Oddly, your hands should be full with all that taking but when you open them there's nothing there."

(Jeanette Winterson - Written on the body)

The History of Love

2011-05-03T00:07:00.000+03:00

"The first language humans had was gestures. There was nothing primitive about this language that flowed from people’s hands, nothing we say now that could not be said in the endless array of movements possible with the fine bones of the fingers and wrists. The gestures were complex and subtle, involving a delicacy of motion that has since been lost completely.

During the Age of Silence, people communicated more, not less. Basic survival demanded that the hands were almost never still, and so it was only during sleep (and sometimes not even then) that people were not saying something or other. No distinction was made between the gestures of language and the gestures of life. The labor of building a house, say, or preparing a meal was no less an expression than making the sign for I love you or I feel serious. When a hand was used to shield one’s face when frightened by a loud noise something was being said, and when fingers were used to pick up what someone else had dropped something was being said; and even when the hands were at rest, that, too, was saying something. Naturally, there were misunderstandings. There were times when a finger might have been lifted to scratch a nose, and if casual eye contact was made with one’s lover just then, the lover might accidentally take it to be the gesture, not at all dissimilar, for ‘Now I realize I was wrong to love you’. These mistakes were heartbreaking. And yet, because people knew how easily they could happen, because they didn’t go round with the illusion that they understood perfectly the things other people said, they were used to interrupting each other to ask if they’d understood correctly. Sometimes these misunderstandings were even desirable, since they gave people a reason to say, ‘Forgive me’, I was only scratching my nose. Of course I know I’ve always been right to love you. Because of the frequency of these mistakes, over time the gesture for asking forgiveness evolved into the simplest form. Just to open your palm was to say: Forgive me."

(taken from "The History of Love" - Nicole Krauss)

The Royal Wedding

2011-04-29T16:22:00.000+03:00

Then...

And now.

No comment on the grooms, both hideous.

PS: And still, we miss you most today of all days.

Day 30

2011-04-27T13:28:00.000+03:00

My favorite song at this time last year.

... and this is how it's done! ;)

Day 29

2011-04-22T15:33:00.000+03:00

A song from my childhood.

Oh, and it reminds me of my mommy. We used to sing this all the time :)

Day 28

2011-04-12T08:58:00.000+03:00

A song that makes me feel guilty...

Well you get what you give...

Day 27

2011-04-05T18:32:00.000+03:00

A song that I wish I could play.

This gorgeous song is on repeat ever since I heard it for the first time, last month...

(I skipped Day 26 - a song that I can play on an instrument - because there is no such song...)

Day 24

2011-04-03T11:16:00.002+03:00

A song that makes me laugh.

You should never argue with a crazy woman... ;)

Day 25

2011-03-27T11:00:00.001+03:00

A song that I want to play at my funeral.

Morbidly true.

Day 23

2011-03-25T15:21:00.000+02:00

A song that I want to play at my wedding.

Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin...

Day 22

2011-03-24T09:32:00.000+02:00

A song that I listen to when I'm sad.

I was a heavy heart to carry...

Day 21

2011-03-21T14:59:00.000+02:00

A song that I listen to when I'm happy.

"I got a pocket, got a pocketful of sunshine.
I got a love, and I know that it's all mine."

Day 20

2011-03-18T20:28:00.000+02:00

A song that I listen to when I'm angry.

"I'm not looking for a clearer conscience
Peace of mind after what I've been through
And before we talk of any repentance
Try walking in my shoes..."

Day 19

2011-03-14T11:11:00.001+02:00

A song from my favorite album.

You don't like players,
That's what you say-a,
But you really wouldn't mind a millionaire.

Or them big ballers,
Don't do nothing for ya.
But you'd love a rich man six foot two or taller...

*Amy Winehouse, Live at the Paradiso.

Day 18

2011-03-08T14:13:00.000+02:00

A song that I wish I heard on the radio.

... you and me, babe, how about it?

Day 17

2011-03-07T17:06:00.001+02:00

A song that I hear often on the radio.

... but only on Rock FM :)

Day 16

2011-03-06T15:01:00.000+02:00

A song that I used to love but now I hate.

No comment whatsoever.

Day 15

2011-03-01T15:29:00.001+02:00

A song that describes me.

This is rather difficult.
there's "Kate Nash – Mouthwash" and of course "Natasha Bedingfield – I Bruise Easily".
Still haven't decided yet which one fits better, so I put them both.

Day 14

2011-02-28T16:44:00.000+02:00

A song that no one would expect me to love.

A song from days long gone...

Day 13

2011-02-26T11:21:00.000+02:00

A song that is a guilty pleasure.

Here, I admit it. I listen to Erasure. From time to time.

*Day 12 was skipped by, 'cause I won't post a song from a band I hate.
It's because I couldn't think of such a song.

Day 11

2011-02-22T14:21:00.000+02:00

A song from my favorite band.

Unintended

Day 10

2011-02-21T09:17:00.000+02:00

A song that makes me fall asleep.

"Oh Lover, hold on
'till I come back again
For these arms are growin' tired,
And my tales are wearing thin..."

Day 09

2011-02-15T13:06:00.000+02:00

A song that I can dance to.

This is one of my oldest favorites... been dancing to it since childhood.

Day 08

2011-02-14T08:29:00.000+02:00

A song that I know all the words to.

--- and my personal favorite when it comes to karaoke.

Day 07

2011-02-12T10:16:00.000+02:00

A song that reminds me of a certain event

... and NOTHING ELSE MATTERS.

Day 06

2011-02-11T08:52:00.002+02:00

A song that reminds me of somewhere

Staaart weaaaring purple forrr meee nooow!

Day 05

2011-02-10T09:17:00.000+02:00

A song that reminds you of someone.

... two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl year after year.

Day 04

2011-02-09T13:44:00.000+02:00

A song that makes me sad.

Because I remember every single detail...

Day 03

2011-02-07T21:50:00.000+02:00

A song that makes me happy

No matter how sad I am... listening to this song just does it for me.

Day 02

2011-02-06T23:00:00.000+02:00

My least favorite song

If you wanna torture me, use this song. And the band. Awful. Despise it entirely.

Day 01

2011-02-03T10:29:00.000+02:00

This is Mrs. Dalloway starting a new musical challenge, thanks to V.

Day 01: My favorite song

On Love (II)

2011-02-01T17:32:00.000+02:00

David, the first Jew said: "Love is born in the brain".

The second Jew, Jesus, said: "Love comes from the heart."

The third Jew, Marx, said: "Love goes through the stomach."

The forth Jew, Freud, said: "Love is in the sexuality".

Then the fifth Jew, Einstein, came and said "It's all relative".

Soundtrack to Falling in Love

2011-01-27T09:50:00.001+02:00

"All of me...
You found your way to all of me.
And, helplessly, I've fallen like a child
Hopelessly, I'm hoping you're the one for me
You comfort me
With every certain smile."

Writing In The Darkness

2011-01-22T13:25:00.002+02:00

"My darling,

I'm waiting for you. How long is an hour in the dark? Or a week? The fire is gone and I'm horribly cold. I really should drag myself outside but then there'd be the sun. I'm afraid I waste the light on the paintings, not writing these words. We die. We die rich with lovers and tribes, tastes we have swallowed, bodies we've entered and swum up like rivers. Fears we've hidden in - like this wretched cave. I want this all marked on my body. Where the real countries are. Not boundaries drawn on maps with the names of powerful men. I know you'll carry me out to the Palace of Winds. That's what I've wanted: to walk in such a place with you. With friends, on an earth without maps. The lamp has gone out and I'm writing in the darkness..."

*The English Patient

Morning Revelation (II)

2011-01-20T09:55:00.000+02:00

I'm a slow motion accident lost in coffee rings and fingerprints. I don't wanna feel anything but I do, and it all comes back to you.

*Hear Me Out

The War Of The Sexes (part 06)

2011-01-13T23:23:00.001+02:00

'Women need to like the job of the guy they’re with. If they don’t like the job, they don’t like the guy. Men know this, which is why they make up the phony bogus names for the jobs they have. “Alright, I’m the regional manager supervisor of development research consulting.”
Men, on the other hand, if they are physically attracted to a woman, are not that concerned with her job. Men don’t really care. Men will just go: “Really? A slaughterhouse? Is that where you work? You’re just whacking their heads off? That’s great. Listen, why don’t you shower up and we’ll get some burgers and catch a movie.”'

*Seinfeld

On Books

2011-01-12T14:11:00.000+02:00

"We need to make books cool again. If you go home with somebody and they don’t have books, don’t fuck them."

*John Waters

(well how 'bout that...)

A Rush of Blood to the Head

2011-01-11T14:58:00.000+02:00

"He said I'm going to buy this place and burn it down
I'm going to put it six feet underground
He said I'm going to buy this place and watch it fall
Stand here beside me baby in the crumbling walls
Oh I'm going to buy this place and start a fire
Stand here until I fill all your heart's desires
Because I'm going to buy this place and see it burn
Do back the things it did to you in return
He said Oh I'm going to buy a gun and start a war
If you can tell me something worth fighting for
Oh and I'm going to buy this place, that's what I said
Blame it upon a rush of blood to the head to the head."

Invictus

2011-01-10T22:36:00.001+02:00

"Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul."

*by William Ernest Henley

The War Of The Sexes (part 05)

2011-01-08T16:52:00.000+02:00

"Men can't be friends with women, Howard. They must posses them or leave them be. It's a primitive urge from caveman days. It's all in Darwin. Hunt the flesh. Kill the flesh. Eat the flesh. That's the, ah, male sex all over."

*The Aviator

Call It A Night

2011-01-06T14:17:00.001+02:00

'You know, I think that even if you’ve had a relationship with someone, or let’s say, ESPECIALLY if you’ve had a relationship with someone, and you try and become friends afterwards, it’s very difficult. It’s hard because you know each other so well; you know… you know all each other’s tricks. It’s like two magicians trying to entertain each other, and one goes “Look, a rabbit” and the other goes “So?! I believe that’s your card. Look, why don’t we just saw each other in half and call it a night.”'

*Seinfeld

Wish

2011-01-05T16:32:00.002+02:00

remember me saying I wish I had a gun? well, that wish is back...
(but thank God I have 2 days off starting tomorrow. ha. ha. ha. and I'm gonna party and drink and forget about boy-trouble and job-trouble.)

Yet Another Road Not Taken

2011-01-04T22:23:00.000+02:00

"It's my purgatory, really, inner drinks, whatever. I'm never really all that interested, but I find myself telling her how beautiful she is anyway. 'Cause it's true, all women are, in one way or another. You know, there's always something about every damn one of you, it's a smile, a curve, a secret. You ladies really are the most amazing creatures, my life's work. But then there's that morning after, a hangover, and a realization that I'm not quite as available as I thought the night before. And then she's gone, and I'm haunted by yet another road not taken."

*Californication

One Year Older

2011-01-02T14:57:00.000+02:00

but no wiser...

One year of Mrs Dalloway saying she would buy the flowers herself. Today.

Begin The Begin

2011-01-01T02:05:00.004+02:00

"Fresh starts. Thanks to the calendar, they happen every year... just set your watch to January. Our reward for surviving the holiday season is a new year. Bringing on the great tradition of new years resolutions. Put your past behind you and START OVER. It's hard to resist the chance of a new beginning, a chance to put the problems of last year to bed."

(GA, s02, ep13)

For Auld Lang Syne, My Jo

2010-12-31T15:26:00.000+02:00

"Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
and never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
and auld lang syne?

For auld lang syne, my jo,
for auld lang syne,
we’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet,
for auld lang syne."

And yes... I think they should.

Luggage Limit

2010-12-30T12:25:00.000+02:00

‎"There's a luggage limit for every passenger on a flight. Same rule applies to your life. You must eliminate some luggage in order to fly."

Now, doesn't this sound extremely wise, considering the fact that today is the day before the last day of this year?

To leave a woman unfinished,

2010-12-28T10:48:00.003+02:00

in bed and in drawing, is such a shameful job, indeed it is. It's like that poor woman who's missing an eye or an ear, maybe, cannot find her peace until that last element of the picture is placed in its proper, natural course of things.

Don't (II)

2010-12-27T10:17:00.002+02:00

I could say I blame you for everything
Instead I think I'll recognize my part...
Needing doesn't hide who I want to be,
But dont fuck me in front of me.

All About Eve

2010-12-26T00:20:00.001+02:00

"We all come into this world with our little egos equipped with individual horns. If we don't blow them, who else will?"

(Addison DeWitt, All About Eve)

and also, the "Fasten your seatbelts, it's going to be a bumpy night!" line. (by Margo Channing, marvelously played by Bette Davis)

Yes, It's Christmas

2010-12-25T21:14:00.000+02:00

Oh my love we've had our share of tears
Oh my friend we've had our hopes and fears
Oh my friends it's been a long hard year
But now it's Christmas
Yes it's Christmas
Thank God it's Christmas

The moon and stars seem awful cold and bright
Let's hope the snow will make this Christmas right
My friend the world will share this special night
Because it's Christmas
Yes it's Christmas
Thank God it's Christmas
For one night...

Depression

2010-12-21T09:33:00.001+02:00

'When you're lost in those woods, it sometimes takes you a while to realize that you are lost. For the longest time, you can convince yourself that you've just wandered a few feet off the path, that you'll find your way back to the trailhead any moment now. Then night falls again and again, and you still have no idea where you are, and it's time to admit that you have bewildered yourself so far off the path that you don't even know from which direction the sun rises anymore. I took on my depression like it was the fight of my life, which, of course, it was. I became a student of my own depressed experience, trying to unthread its causes.
What was the root of all this despair?
Was it psychological? (Mom and Dad's fault?)
Was it just temporal, a "bad time" in my life? (When the divorce ends, will the depression end with it?)
Was it genetic? (Melancholy, called by many names, has run through my family for generations, along with its sad bride, Alcoholism.)
Was it cultural? (Is this just the fallout of a post feminist American career girl trying to find balance in an increasingly stressful and alienating urban world?)
Was it astrological? (Am I so sad because I'm a thin-skinned Cancer whose major signs are all ruled by unstable Gemini?)
Was it artistic? (Don't creative people always suffer from depression because we're so supersensitive and special?)
Was it evolutionary? (Do I carry in me the residual panic that comes after millennia of my species' attempting to survive a brutal world?)
Was it karmic? (Are all these spasms of grief just the consequences of bad behavior in previous lifetimes, the last obstacles before liberation?)
Was it hormonal? Dietary? Philosophical? Seasonal? Environmental?
Was I tapping into a universal yearning for God?
Did I have a chemical imbalance?
Or did I just need to get laid?
What a large number of factors constitute a single human being! How very many layers we operate on, and how very many influences we receive from our minds, our bodies, our histories, our families, our cities, our souls and our lunches!'

(Elizabeth Gilbert, Eat, Pray, Love)

Morning Revelation

2010-12-19T09:55:00.000+02:00

'Another illusion is that external events have the power to hurt you, that other people have the power to hurt you. They DON'T. It's you who give this power to them...'

*anonymous

A Lady In Need

2010-12-17T09:51:00.002+02:00

I came to one a corner, with some help from a man and goddamn... I don’t seem to have learned that a lady IN NEED is guilty indeed... So I paid and got laid in return.

(And I don’t know what I’ve learned)

The Day Before The Day

2010-12-14T18:54:00.002+02:00

"I didn't get to say goodbye the day before the day.
I was trying to get to work on time, that's why I turned away,
And missed the most important thing you've ever tried to say..."

Don't

2010-12-10T00:46:00.001+02:00

I can understand all that you are, I can even take all that you're not... I can simpathize with all you want to be, but don't fuck me in front of me.

Je partirai

2010-12-07T00:21:00.000+02:00

"Faudra pas que tu t'en étonnes, je partirai.
Je ne veux déranger personne : je partirai.
Tu sais, parfois il faut casser,
Casser des cœurs et des idées.
Les numéros de téléphone, faut les changer, oui."

Adrift And At Peace

2010-12-04T03:07:00.000+02:00

"The goal of any surgery is total recovery; to come out better than you were before. Some patients heal quickly and feel immediate relief. For others the healing happens gradually. And it’s not until months or even years later that you realize you don’t hurt anymore. So the challenge after any surgery is to be patient. But if you can make it through the first weeks and months, if you believe that healing is possible, then you get your life back! But that’s a big IF..."

(GA, s07, ep10)

Let The Truth Sting

2010-12-02T20:25:00.002+02:00

"The truth is painful. Deep down, nobody wants to hear it, especially when it hits close to home.
Sometimes we tell the truth because the truth is all we have to give.
Sometimes we tell the truth because we need to say it out loud to hear it for ourselves.
And sometimes we tell the truth because we just can't help ourselves.
Sometimes, we tell them because we owe them at least that much."

(GA, s04, ep03)

Winter Song

2010-12-01T01:34:00.002+02:00

I still believe in summer days.
The seasons always change
and life will find a way.
I’ll be your harvester of light
and send it out tonight
so we can start again.
Is love alive?

(Winter Song)

Sara Bareilles and Ingrid Michaelson - "Winter Song"

Solitude, Say You?

2010-11-27T17:06:00.000+02:00

You're One Hundred Years of Solitude!
by Gabriel Garcia Marquez
Lonely and struggling, you've been around for a very long time.Conflict has filled most of your life and torn apart nearly everyone you know. Yet thereis something majestic and even epic about your presence in the world. You love life allthe more for having seen its decimation. After all, it takes a village.
Take the Book Quizat the Blue Pyramid.

Tonight's Revelation

2010-11-25T01:36:00.002+02:00

People are always saying that change is a good thing. But all they're really saying is that something you didn't want to happen at all... HAS HAPPENED.

Losing My Mind

2010-11-24T01:13:00.001+02:00

'Don't wonder why people go crazy. Wonder why they don't.
In the face of all we could lose in a day... in an instant, wonder what the hell it is that makes us HOLD IT TOGETHER.'

(GA, s04, ep15)

Maroon 5 - Losing My Mind

With You I'm Born Again

2010-11-23T01:12:00.000+02:00

'When we say things like "People don’t change" it drives scientists crazy, because change is literally the only constant in all of science. Energy, matter - it’s always changing. Morphing, merging, growing, dying. It’s the way people try not to change that’s unnatural.
The way we cling to what things were, instead of letting them be what they are...
The way we cling to old memories, instead of forming new ones.
The way we insist on believing despite every scientific indication that anything in this lifetime is permanent.

Change is constant. How we experience change, that’s up to us. It can feel like death... or it can feel like a second chance at life. If we open our fingers, loosen our grips, go with it... it can feel like pure adrenaline.
Like at any moment we can have another chance at life.
Like at any moment we can be BORN ALL OVER AGAIN.'

(GA, s07, ep1)

The Scientist

2010-11-21T17:01:00.000+02:00

"Nobody said it was easy...
It's such a shame for us to part
Nobody said it was easy
No one ever said it would be this hard...

Oh take me back to the start!"

Where You Lead

2010-11-20T02:04:00.002+02:00

I will follow...

Carole King - Where you lead

and I miss 'em already... guess it's time I find myself a new addiction.

Naked Truth

2010-11-19T00:14:00.003+02:00

Dark and twisty?! I'm not dark and twisty. And if I am, it's because I live my life under a banner of avoidance. I avoid. I'm an AVOIDER.

Sheldon Says,

2010-11-18T00:05:00.000+02:00

"You bought me a present? Why would you do such a thing? I know you think you're being generous, but the foundation of gift giving is reciprocity. You haven't given me a gift, you've given me an obligation. The essence of the custom is that I now have to go out and purchase for you a gift of commensurate value and representing the same perceived level of friendship as that represented by the gift you've given me. Ah, it's no wonder suicide rates skyrocket this time of year. Oh, I brought this on myself by being such an endearing and important part of your life..."

(The Big Bang Theory)

The Heart Of The Matter

2010-11-16T22:46:00.001+02:00

'In life, only one thing is certain, apart from death and taxes. No matter how hard you try, no matter how good your intentions are, you are going to make mistakes.
You're going to hurt people.
You're going to get hurt.
And if you ever want to recover... there's really only one thing you can say.

Forgive and forget. That's what they say. It's good advice, but it's not very practical.
When someone hurts us, we want to hurt them back.
When someone wrongs us, we want to be right.
Without forgiveness, old scores are never settled... old wounds never heal. And the most we can hope for, is that one day we'll be LUCKY ENOUGH TO FORGET.'

(GA, s04, ep4)

DON HENLEY - Heart Of The Matter

It's Coming on Christmas...

2010-11-15T17:18:00.000+02:00

"It's coming on Christmas
They're cutting down trees
They're putting up reindeer
And singing songs of joy and peace
Oh I wish I had a river
I could skate away on!

But it don't snow here,
It stays pretty green
I'm going to make a lot of money
Then I'm going to quit this crazy scene
I wish I had a river
I COULD SKATE AWAY ON..."

Joni Mitchell - River

Shock To The System

2010-11-14T21:58:00.000+02:00

'Lightning doesn’t often strike twice. It’s an “once-in-a-lifetime” thing. Even if it feels like the shock is coming over and over again… eventually, the pain will go away, and the shock will wear off. And you start to heal yourself, to recover from something you never saw coming. But sometimes, the odds are in your favor. If you’re in just the right place at just the right time… you can take a hell of a hit and still have a SHOT AT SURVIVING.'

(GA, s07, ep2)

Sheldon Says,

2010-11-13T18:02:00.001+02:00

'No cuts, no buts, no coconuts!'

(The Big Bang Theory)

Happily Ever After?

2010-11-12T10:05:00.002+02:00

'We all remember the bedtime stories of our childhoods; the shoe fits Cinderella, the frog turns into a Prince, Sleeping Beauty is awakened with a kiss. Once upon a time and then they lived happily ever after. Fairytales, the stuff of dreams...
The problem is, fairytales don't come true. It's the other stories, the ones that begin with dark and stormy nights and end in the unspeakable, it's the nightmares that always seem to become reality. The person who invented "Happily Ever After" should have his ass kicked, so hard.'

(GA, s05, ep01)

Andy Warhol said,

2010-11-11T15:23:00.003+02:00

"Everybody is entitled to 15 minutes of fame!"

... I've just had mine.

Dreams

2010-11-10T01:09:00.001+02:00

Dreams. Random quotes:

"Dreams are illustrations... from the book your soul is writing about you." (Marsha Norman)

"Dream as if you'll live forever! Live as if you'll die tomorrow!" (James Dean)

"Dreams are like stars... You may never touch them, but if you follow them they will lead you to your destiny." (Anonymous)

"All of us failed to match our dreams of perfection. So I rate us on the basis of our splendid failure to do the impossible." (William Faulkner)

Movie Marathon II

2010-11-09T00:32:00.002+02:00

What better reason for a new movie marathon than a post break-up therapy? These are the choices:

The Taming Of The Shrew (1967)

Zeffirelli’s rendition of the famous Shakespearian play, with a cast that basically assures the success of the motion picture: the astonishing shrew Elizabeth Taylor meets her equal in Richard Burton. All we have to do is sit back and enjoy the fireworks!

Barefoot In The Park (1967)

Another classic of the American cinematography, it’s the gorgeous adaptation of Neil Simon’s homonymous play, with the young Robert Redford and exhilarant Jane Fonda.

Under The Tuscan Sun (2003)

The perfect soothing balm for a broken heart, the best medicine after a break-up! Nevertheless, one must not forget the beauty of the Tuscan landscape! Diane Lane is a great choice for the divorced middle-aged woman, who has nothing to lose, but everything to gain.

You’ve Got Mail (1998)

Such a pretty story and such a great city! I had to see it once again, because life in NY in the autumn is simply breathtaking. And there’s plenty of chemistry between America’s Sweetheart Meg Ryan and Tom Hanks, to assure that one will rest melancholic after watching the movie. And with a crush on New York!

Good Night, Dear Void!

2010-11-08T00:31:00.000+02:00

"Sometimes I wonder about my life. I lead a small life - well, valuable, but small - and sometimes I wonder, do I do it because I like it, or because I haven't been brave? So much of what I see reminds me of something I read in a book, when shouldn't it be the other way around? I don't really want an answer. I just want to send this cosmic question out into the void. So good night, dear void."

(You've Got Mail)

Photo by Radu Micu

Heavy

2010-11-07T00:13:00.001+02:00

"I was a heavy heart to carry
But he never let me down...
When he had me in his arms
My feet never touched the ground.

I'm so heavy, heavy in your arms."

Sheldon Says,

2010-11-06T00:24:00.006+02:00

'If IFS and BUTS were candy and nuts we'd all have a Merry Christmas!'

(The Big Bang Theory)

Easier

2010-11-02T00:04:00.000+02:00

"Anyhow, I'm fine. I mean, not that I'm over it, but little by little it's getting easier to pretend it's easier, which means easier must be right around the corner."

Gilmore Girls

November (Rain)

2010-11-01T00:03:00.000+02:00

Nothing lasts forever, even cold November rain.

Non me lo so spiegare

2010-10-31T13:28:00.000+02:00

"Io non piango mai per te, non faro' niente di simile no mai...
Si lo ammetto un po' ti penso ma mi scanso non mi tocchi piu'..."

Tiziano Ferro ft. Laura Pausini - Non me lo so spiegare

Demented. Self-absorbed. Vain.

2010-10-30T00:04:00.001+03:00

"Larry: You think I'm just gonna sit back and wait for you to get with the program? You might be afraid of all this Ally, but I'm... I'm not.
Ally: Larry, you've only seen the tip of the neurotic ice berg. I'm demented.
Larry: What else?
Ally: Self-absorbed.
Larry: What else?
Ally: Vain.
Larry: What else?
Ally: Beautiful. That's a good thing.
Larry: What else?
Ally: Maybe incapable of letting myself be loved.
Larry: That we need to work on, then.
Ally: Do you have any idea what you're getting yourself into? I'm afraid to trust it.
Larry: Then we need to work on that too."

*s04

Walk On

2010-10-29T09:53:00.000+03:00

'Leave it behind
You got to leave it behind
All that you fashion
All that you make
All that you build
All that you break
All that you measure
All that you feel
All this you can leave behind
All that you reason
All that you sense
All that you speak
All you dress-up
All that you scheme...'

Trois lettres destinées à mes victimes et à la vie 03

2010-10-28T17:38:00.002+03:00

3. A mademoiselle Sens, rue de la « Passion »

Les regards dévorants et les mains inconnues qui caressaient ton sexe représentent maintenant pour toi des images qui n’éveillent plus tes sens. Tu aimais l’odeur des parfums chers et raffinés des clients qui cherchaient la volupté dans tes bras ; maintenant tu ne sens que le parfum de la mort, un souffle repoussant et froid qui traverse tous les pores de ta peau inanimée. Tu rêves d’être touchée encore une fois, mais la mort t’enveloppe en ailes de goudron. Les vers caressent ta chair, mais elle te blâme pour ne l’avoir pas laissée gémir sous le frôlement tendre de ces nouveaux inconnus. Qu’aurais-tu pu représenter pour la vie ? Justement ce que tu venais de dire ! Tu n’étais qu’une tranche de chair dont tous, ceux qui voulaient, ont satisfait leurs fantaisies sexuelles. Tu te vendais pour pouvoir vivre… Tu tenais à ton statut de « marchandise » et tu te sentais à l’aise en négociant ta féminité. Croyais-tu avoir toujours le même corps dont tu sois fière ?
Tu pourras dire que je t’ai rendu une faveur : j’ai effacé ton avenir si indésirable. Je t’ai frayé un nouveau chemin.
Qui sait, il se peut que tu trouves des clients même là-bas…

(Ecrit par Laura Raicu, une chère amie!)

Trois lettres destinées à mes victimes et à la vie 02

2010-10-27T10:11:00.000+03:00

2. A une jeune fille de dix-huit ans, numéro 0, rue de l’« Incertitude »

Les cheveux bruns sont en harmonie parfaite avec ton visage blanc, froid, sans vie. Je mérite ta reconnaissance. Je t’ai sauvée, je t’ai tirée d’un mauvais pas : du suicide. Tu dois m’en être reconnaissante. Je t’ai aidée à répondre aux plus terribles questions de la vie : vaut-il la peine que je vive ? Et si je me coupe les veines ? Et si je prends tous ces médicaments ? Et si je ne meurs pas et que j’aie la malchance d’arriver a l’hôpital ? Toutes les choses vont-elles changer en mieux ? Je te dirais – rien ne sera en ta faveur, personne ne sera auprès de toi. Tes parents continueront de te considérer une folle femme capricieuse et ils ne te comprendront jamais (crois-moi, ils auront encore une raison pour te proposer un psychiatre) ; tes collègues seront toujours les imbéciles et ils ne cesseront pas de se moquer de plus en plus de toi, jusqu’à ce que tu finisses à souhaiter leur mort ; les professeurs vont te traiter de la sorte – une rebelle, une inadaptable, un parasite de la société, une femme sans avenir. Tu es une cause perdue !
Tu disais que tout ce que tu fais est erroné. Même ton suicide aurait été une erreur. Mais pourquoi ? Parce-que tu aurais joui de la publicité – imagine-toi les titres des journaux : « Une jeune femme de dix-huit ans se coupe les veines dans la toilette du lycée ». Tu serais sortie de cet anonymat que tu adores ; on aurait parlé seulement de ton histoire, même les inconnus. Rien de plus dégoûtant : tout le monde sera au courant de ton échec derrière un soi-disant « acte de courage ».
Je t’ai éloigné de l’obscurité de la vie,
Je t’ai fait ouvrir les yeux et
J’ai chassé ton incertitude.
Tu as encore à faire une seule chose :

RIRE DE CEUX QUI EVITENT LA MORT !

(Ecrit par Laura Raicu, une chère amie)

Trois lettres destinées à mes victimes et à la vie

2010-10-26T00:50:00.002+03:00

1. A monsieur l'avocat de la rue « Justice », n'importe quel numéro.

Qu'est-ce que le monde ? Que sommes-nous, en fait, nous les gens ? Tout est un jeu... et toi, tu as perdu ! Tu as perdu ta femme, ton lieu de travail, l'argent, le prestige, ta vie... Oui, tu as perdu ! La seule chose que tu aies gagnée, c'est moi. Tu m'as gagné, tu as gagné le droit de mourir avant de te rendre compte de l'ordure où tu es, de la misère où tu vas te débattre avant de voir les papiers du divorce avec sa signature en bas de la page, avant de compter les derniers sous, avant de te voir humilié par tes anciens collègues. Je suis le seul que tu puisses remercier, parce qu'en effet je t'ai volé tout, mais, je t'ai donné la chance de mourir vite et inconsciemment.
Tu te demandes peut-être ce qui va se passer à ton enterrement... si tu auras une bonne ou mauvaise mine... qui va pleurer... qui va regretter que tu les aies quittés ? Même moi, j’en suis curieux : qui vraiment ? Ta femme, après l’avoir trouvée habillée d’une manière indécente, au lit, avec ton meilleur ami ? Qui ? Le président du barreau qui t’a mis à la porte pour n’avoir pas voulu faire son jeu pendant le procès de ce jeune homme ? Le voisin de vis-à-vis ? La serveuse du café où tu lis ton journal chaque jour ? C’est toi, seulement toi qui auras pitié de toi-même ! Tu vas essayer de trouver quelque chose de bon dans tout ce que tu as perdu : une vie comblée de rêves, un chemin qui n’a aucun sens. Maintenant tu essaies de trouver des réponses et des coupables pour ce que tu n’as pas pu être ?

Je te donnerai la réponse lorsque…

(Ecrit par Laura Raicu, une chère amie)

Turns out,

2010-10-25T00:03:00.000+03:00

I do have FAITH...
and I do have FRIENDS!

Ingrid Michaelson - Be OK

I Can Live

2010-10-22T00:02:00.001+03:00

with or WITHOUT you.

Tonight

2010-10-21T00:26:00.000+03:00

"I never took the train alone
I hated being on my own
I always took you by the hands
And say I need you...
I never wanted love to fail
I always hoped that it was real
I'd look you in the eyes
and said believe me!
And then the night becomes the day
And there’s nothing left to say
If there's nothing left to say
THEN SOMETHING'S WRONG.

And as the hands would turn with suns
I'd always say that I was yours
I'd turn and lend a smile,
To say that I'm gone.
But in a whisper I'd arrive
And dance into your life.
Like a music melody,
Like a lover's song."

Mess

2010-10-20T17:10:00.002+03:00

Tomasso Albinoni-Adagio

“No music better conveys the agony of watching a loved one being slowly torn away from this life and the desolate finality of looking into his eyes and seeing the eternal void reflected there. It is a moment too terrible to contemplate and too awful to forget. Every resonance of it can be heard in this piece.”

Turns out,

2010-10-19T10:23:00.001+03:00

... some girls can have all the luck, too! :)

later edit: turns out, some girls have only luck... not all of it, anyhow!