”O amor é fodido. Hei-de acreditar sempre nisso. Onde quer que haja amor, ele acabará, mais cedo ou mais tarde, por ser fodido. É melhor do que morrer. Há coisas, como o álcool e os livros, que continuam boas. A morte é mais aborrecida.
Por que é que fodemos o amor? Porque não resistimos. É do mal que nos faz. Parece estar mesmo a pedir. De resto, ninguém suporta viver um amor que não esteja pelo menos parcialmente fodido. Tem de haver escombros. Tem de haver esperança. Tem de haver progresso para pior e desejo de regresso a um tempo mais feliz. Um amor só um bocado fodido pode ser a coisa mais bonita deste mundo.
A vida é simples e fácil de perder. Mas o amor é fodido. E gostei de fodê-lo contigo.”
— Miguel Esteves Cardoso (via ferreiraluis)
I had always been a tomboy -
I still am, at heart.”
~ Maureen O’Hara
Movie Challenge Day 6- Favorite Comedy- Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou
“Don’t point that gun at him, he’s an unpaid intern.”
white magic is black magic. a less than perfect meddling in the spiritual world can breed monsters for other people, and demons used for good can hang around and make mischief afterwards.
—― Iris Murdoch, The Sea, the Sea
Dio mio! Un minuto intero di beatitudine! È forse poco per colmare tutta la vita di un uomo?
—Le notti bianche - Fedör Dostoevskij (via bookscansavetheworld)
“This was the greatest gift that he had, the talent that fitted him for war; that ability not to ignore but to despise whatever bad ending there could be. This quality was destroyed by too much responsibility for others or the necessity of undertaking something ill planned or badly conceived. For in such things the bad ending, failure, could not be ignored. It was not simply a possibility of harm to one’s self, which could be ignored. He knew he himself was nothing, and he knew death was nothing. He knew that truly, as truly as he knew anything. In the last few days he had learned that he himself, with another person, could be everything. But inside himself he knew that this was the exception. That we have had, he thought. In that I have been most fortunate. That was given to me, perhaps, because I never asked for it. That cannot be taken away nor lost. But that is over and done with now on this morning and what there is to do now is our work.”
― Ernest Hemingway, For Whom the Bell Tolls
November 10, 1958
We had your letter this morning. I will answer it from my point of view and of course Elaine will from hers.
First — if you are in love — that’s a good thing — that’s about the best thing that can happen to anyone. Don’t let anyone make it small or light to you.
Second — There are several kinds of love. One is a selfish, mean, grasping, egotistical thing which uses love for self-importance. This is the ugly and crippling kind. The other is an outpouring of everything good in you — of kindness and consideration and respect — not only the social respect of manners but the greater respect which is recognition of another person as unique and valuable. The first kind can make you sick and small and weak but the second can release in you strength, and courage and goodness and even wisdom you didn’t know you had.
You say this is not puppy love. If you feel so deeply — of course it isn’t puppy love.
But I don’t think you were asking me what you feel. You know better than anyone. What you wanted me to help you with is what to do about it — and that I can tell you.
Glory in it for one thing and be very glad and grateful for it.
The object of love is the best and most beautiful. Try to live up to it.
If you love someone — there is no possible harm in saying so — only you must remember that some people are very shy and sometimes the saying must take that shyness into consideration.
Girls have a way of knowing or feeling what you feel, but they usually like to hear it also.
It sometimes happens that what you feel is not returned for one reason or another — but that does not make your feeling less valuable and good.
Lastly, I know your feeling because I have it and I’m glad you have it.
We will be glad to meet Susan. She will be very welcome. But Elaine will make all such arrangements because that is her province and she will be very glad to. She knows about love too and maybe she can give you more help than I can.
And don’t worry about losing. If it is right, it happens — The main thing is not to hurry. Nothing good gets away.
“I want everything from life. I want to be a woman and to be a man, to have many friends and to have loneliness, to work much and write good books, to travel and enjoy myself, to be selfish and to be unselfish…You see, it is difficult to get all which I want.”—Simone de Beauvoir, born on this day in 1908