specially for my brother
Micky Green
more
Nina Hagen
Patrick Wolf
Pete Doherty
Philippe Katerine
Radiohead
Ray
Requiem for a Dream
Sara Goldfarb: [about her pills] Purple in the morning, blue in the afternoon, orange in the evening.
[to refrigerator]
Sara Goldfarb: There's my three meals, Mr. Smartypants.
[back to pills]
Sara Goldfarb: And green at night. Just like that. One, two, three, four.
Mylène Farmer
Nina Hagen
Nip Tuck
"Would you like a holiday martini? It is just like an everyday martini, only with more vodka!" - Julian McMahon as Christian Troy
Patrick Wolf
Pete Doherty
Philippe Katerine
Pink
Queer as folk
Justin: I'm not a child. I'm turning 18 soon. That means I can vote, and get married, and join the army.
Emmett: Hopefully not on the same day.
Emmett: Hopefully not on the same day.
Radiohead
Ray
Ray Charles: I hear like you see. Like that hummingbird outside the window, for instance.
Della Bea Robinson: [astonished] I can't hear her.
Ray Charles: You have to listen.
Della Bea Robinson: [closes her eyes, hears the hummingbird] Yes!
Ray Charles: Yeah. Yes, you can... Uh-oh. Did you hear that?
Della Bea Robinson: What?
Ray Charles: Her heart just skipped a beat.
Della Bea Robinson: [astonished] I can't hear her.
Ray Charles: You have to listen.
Della Bea Robinson: [closes her eyes, hears the hummingbird] Yes!
Ray Charles: Yeah. Yes, you can... Uh-oh. Did you hear that?
Della Bea Robinson: What?
Ray Charles: Her heart just skipped a beat.
Requiem for a Dream
Sara Goldfarb: [about her pills] Purple in the morning, blue in the afternoon, orange in the evening.
[to refrigerator]
Sara Goldfarb: There's my three meals, Mr. Smartypants.
[back to pills]
Sara Goldfarb: And green at night. Just like that. One, two, three, four.
Rie Rasmussen
“The women that can buy these clothes—let’s say they are between 35 and 45, and they have a beautiful, strong body with a little bit of thigh and a little bit of ass. And they have some lines on their face because you weathered life and you smile a lot. But then you have to hold yourself to an ideal of an anorexic 16-year-old Russian model? It’s fucking bullshit.”
Sally Mann
"I struggle with enormous discrepancies: between the reality of motherhood and the image of it, between my love for my home and the need to travel, between the varied and seductive paths of the heart. The lessons of impermanance, the occasional despair and the muse, so tenuously moored, all visit their needs upon me and I dig deeply for the spiritual utilities that restore me"
Salome
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