quarta-feira, 3 de julho de 2019

Ce que je n'ai su te dire

Ce que je n'ai su te dire
Est juste là
Dans cette ombre fragile
Toujours proche
Dans ces mots vulnérables
Et quelques autres
Où frémit l'invisibilité
De ceux que je ne te dirais pas.

Solenn Emmvrique

terça-feira, 11 de junho de 2019

Things to remember

She was intelligent but inarticulate. Words betrayed her: beautiful butterflies in her mind; dead moths when she opened her mouth for their release into the world.

Glen Duncan, I, Lucifer

 

segunda-feira, 13 de maio de 2019

Her Cardboard Lover

The Animal Kingdom, 1932

British Agent, 1934

It's Love I'm After, 1937

Captured!, 1933

The Petrified Forest, 1936

Secrets, 1933

British Agent, 1934
Devotion, 1931

Secrets, 1933














The Petrified Forest, 1936










































Let me tell you something, you forgetful old fool. Any woman is worth everything that any man has to give. Anguish, ecstasy, faith, jealousy, love, hatred... life or death. Don't you see that's the whole excuse for our existence?  It's what makes the whole thing possible and tolerable. 

Alan Squier (Leslie Howard), The Petrified Forest, 1936

sábado, 11 de maio de 2019

Cardboard Lover

The Petrified Forest, 1936
The First of the Few, 1942

The Petrified Forest, 1936

British Agent, 1934

The Petrified Forest, 1936

Pygmalion, 1938

The Petrified Forest, 1936

The First of the Few, 1942

Never the Twain Shall Meet, 1931

Pimpernel Smith, 1941

The Petrified Forest, 1936

A Free Soul, 1931

Of Human Bondage, 1934

Berkeley Square, 1933

Pygmalion, 1938

Of Human Bondage, 1934

The Petrified Forest, 1936



quinta-feira, 11 de abril de 2019

Look a bad thing in the eye and break the spell

Everything felt fragile and freshly come upon, but for now, at least, my depression had stepped back, giving me room to move forward. I had forgotten what it was like to be without it, and for a moment I floundered, wondering how I would recognize myself. I knew for certain it would return, sneaking up on me when I wasn’t looking, but meanwhile there were bound to be glimpses of light if only I stayed around and held fast to the long perspective. It was a chance that seemed worth taking.

Daphne Merkin, “A Journey Through Darkness,” The New York Times
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