Cinéastes de notre temps: Luis Buñuel (1964) 

You only demand clarity because you’re too comfortable within your vagueness; You only feel insufficient because you’re extremely fearful of unconditionally caring.
- Albert Camus, Notebooks 1951-1959  (via ig-narus)
Since I love you (and I do love you, you stupid one, as the sea loves a pebble in its depths, this is just how my love engulfs you - and may I in turn be the pebble with you, if Heaven permits), I love the whole world and this includes your left shoulder, no, it was first the right one so I kiss it if I feel like it (and if you are nice enough to pull the blouse away from it) and this also includes your left shoulder and your face above me and my resting on your almost bare breast. And that’s why you’re right in saying that we were already one and I’m not afraid of it, rather it is my only happiness and my only pride. This is the reason why I’m so grateful (to you and to everything) and it is therefore natural that by your side I’m most quiet and most unquiet, most inhibited and most free, and this is also why, after this realization, I have renounced all other life. Look into my eyes!
- Franz Kafka, Letters To Milena (via violentwavesofemotion)
The possession of knowledge does not kill the sense of wonder and mystery. There is always more mystery.
- Anaïs Nin (via missjodie)
It’s usually enough for me to look at you and feel I love you. But there are moments when I wish I could get at your own real feelings.
- Jean-Paul Sartre, from The Age Of Reason (via violentwavesofemotion)
But one can feel affection for somebody and not want to say so.
- Jean-Paul Sartre, from The Age Of Reason (via violentwavesofemotion)
People fall in love at the moments in their lives when they are most terrorized by possibilities.
- Adam Phillips (via nowlylid)


Pendant, eagle with lion’s head, gold, lapis lazuli, copper, 12.8 cm high, 11.9 cm wide, excavated at the Palace of Mari, “Treasure of Ur,” Early Dynastic Period IIIb, ca. 2500 B.C., National Museum of Syria, Damascus.

I never wish to be easily defined. I’d rather float over other people’s minds as something strictly fluid and non-perceivable; more like a transparent, paradoxically iridescent creature rather than an actual person.
- Franz Kafka (via inthenoosphere)
Live to the point of tears.
- Albert Camus (via observando)

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