I love sleep. My life has the tendency to fall apart when I’m awake, you know?
You must be ready to burn yourself in your own flame;
How could you become new if you haven’t first become ashes?
I will remember the kisses, our lips raw with love,
and how you gave me everything you had
and how I offered you what was left of me.
You must stay drunk on writing so reality cannot destroy you.
Ray Bradbury, Zen in the Art of Writing (via myheadisweak)
All good books are alike in that they are truer than if they had really happened and after you are finished reading one you will feel that all that happened to you and afterwards it all belongs to you…
”Old Newsman Writes: A Letter from Cuba,”
Preferiría suicidarme a hacer una película en la que yo no tenga la última palabra sobre el resultado final. Hay quien dice que el público no quiere pensar, sino que prefiere que le den las cosas ya masticadas. […] A veces me enamoro de una idea e intento convertirla en película, de la misma manera que a un pintor se le ocurren ideas que quiere plasmar en un lienzo
Destroy my desires, eradicate my ideals, show me something better, and I will follow you.
Fyodor Dostoyevsky. (via absinthemakeyouawhore)
I have never found anybody who could stand to accept the daily demonstrative love I feel in me, and give back as good as I give.
Sylvia Plath (via aneuromess)