I shall continue to exist. I may assume other disguises, other forms, but I shall try to exist.
Vladimir Nabokov, Pale Fire  (via alteringminds)

lanadelgammarey:

the most dramatic scene in the entire show

efedra:

German conceptual artist Joseph Beuys looks at the landscape of his childhood in Kleve, Germany

efedra:

German conceptual artist Joseph Beuys looks at the landscape of his childhood in Kleve, Germany

thepeoplesrecord:

"I’d like to raise both of my middle fingers to him and anyone who thinks profanity is somehow more harmful to our children than images of violence and misogyny." - Happy birthday, M.I.A.!

thepeoplesrecord:

"I’d like to raise both of my middle fingers to him and anyone who thinks profanity is somehow more harmful to our children than images of violence and misogyny." - Happy birthday, M.I.A.!

abigail-rising:

Hannibal cinematography: time lapse

Time lapse is a technique in which the frequency at which frames are captured is lower than the frequency at which they are viewed, giving the impression of time flying by. Executive Producer David Slade describes the use of time lapse for establishing location shots as a deliberate choice to invoke uncertainty in the audience. Such shots suggest an ambiguity over the passage of time, so that the viewer is unsure how much time has passed between scenes. [x]

The Master, 2012 (dir. Paul Thomas Anderson)

Most humans didn’t love one another anyhow, and this mislove was so strong that even common blood couldn’t overcome it all the time. She had found a jewel down inside herself and she had wanted to walk where people could see her and gleam it around. But she had been set in the market-place to sell. Been set for still-bait. When God had made The Man, he made him out of stuff that sung all the time and glittered all over. Then after that some angels got jealous and chopped him into millions of pieces, but still he glittered and hummed. So they beat him down to nothing but sparks but each little spark had a shine and a song. So they covered each one over with mud. And the lonesomeness in the sparks made hem hunt for one another, but the mud is deaf and dumb. Like all the other tumbling mud-balls, Janie had tried to show her shine.
— Their Eyes Were Watching God, Zora Neale Hurston (via mangoestho)

"How do you make new friends?" Unqualified Advice with Jenny Slate [x]