In every man sleeps a prophet, and when he wakes there is a little more evil in the world.
Sunday, October 31, 2021
Screenplay by David Seltzer
In the bosom of the sad evening
I called upon your sorrow… Feeling it wasFeeling your heart as well. You were paleEven your voice, your waxen eyelids,
To hear death passing by… I who had openedYour wound bit on it—did you feel me?—As into the gold of a honeycomb I bit!
Your heart mortally wounded,By the cruel dagger, rare and exquisite,Of a nameless illness, until making it bleed in sobs!And the thousand mouths of my damned thirstI offered to that open fountain in your suffering.
Am I a flower or a breed of an obscure speciesThat devours sores and gulps tears?
Saturday, October 30, 2021
Walls have ears.
Doors have eyes.
Trees have voices.
Beasts tell lies.
Beware the rain.
Beware the snow.
Beware the man
You think you know.
Friday, October 29, 2021
The last man on Earth sat alone in a room. There was a knock on the door.
Thursday, October 28, 2021
The Haunting of Hill House
I am like a small creature swallowed whole by a monster, she thought, and the monster feels my tiny little movements inside.
Wednesday, October 27, 2021
Despite my ghoulish reputation, I really have the heart of a small boy. I keep it in a jar on my desk.
Tuesday, October 26, 2021
Hope not ever to see Heaven. I have come to lead you to the other shore; into eternal darkness; into fire and into ice.
Monday, October 25, 2021
Whatever course you decide upon, there is always someone to tell you that you are wrong. There are always difficulties arising which tempt you to believe that your critics are right. To map out a course of action and follow it to an end requires courage.
Sunday, October 24, 2021
At night, when the objective world has slunk back into its cavern and left dreamers to their own, there come inspirations and capabilities impossible at any less magical and quiet hour. No one knows whether or not he is a writer unless he has tried writing at night.
Saturday, October 23, 2021
Friday, October 22, 2021
Thursday, October 21, 2021
Wednesday, October 20, 2021
In Praise of Idleness
How pleasant a world would be in which no man was allowed to operate on the Stock Exchange unless he could pass an examination in economics and Greek poetry, and in which politicians were obliged to have a competent knowledge of world history and modern novels.
Tuesday, October 19, 2021
I hear and I forget. I see and I remember. I do and I understand.
DakhaBrakha from Free Ukraine
Monday, October 18, 2021
Sunday, October 17, 2021
KATIE RIFE, AV Club
Just because the film takes itself too seriously doesn't mean the viewer has to.
The most merciful thing in the world, I think, is the inability of the human mind to correlate all its contents. We live on a placid island of ignorance in the midst of black seas of infinity, and it was not meant that we should voyage far. The sciences, each straining in its own direction, have hitherto harmed us little; but some day the piecing together of dissociated knowledge will open up such terrifying vistas of reality, and of our frightful position therein, that we shall either go mad from the revelation or flee from the light into the peace and safety of a new Dark Age.
Saturday, October 16, 2021
The atmosphere of the restaurant has changed since the arrival of the young couple. The two red-faced men are silent; they are nonchalantly detailing the young lady’s charms. The distinguished-looking gentleman has put down his paper and is watching the couple with kindness, almost complicity. He thinks that old age is wise and youth is beautiful, he nods his head with a certain coquetry: he knows quite well that he is still handsome, well preserved, that with his dark complexion and his slender figure he is still attractive. He plays at feeling paternal. The waitress’ feelings appear simpler: she is standing in front of the young people staring at them open-mouthed.