Todas las grandes verdades empezaron como blasfemias.

George Bernand Shaw

Colors are the deeds and sufferings of light.

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (via abystle)

I love you, even if there isn’t any me, or any love, or even any life. I love you.

Zelda Fitzgerald (via loveyourchaos)

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The Beatles – For No One

Written by: Lennon-McCartney. Paul McCartney: vocals, bass, piano, clavichord. Ringo Starr: drums, tambourine, maracas.

Paul McCartney’s meditation on the end of a love affair was one of the highlights on the Revolver album. For No One was written in March 1966 while Paul McCartney was on holiday with Jane Asher in Switzerland. It was originally called Why Did It Die?  George Martin wrote down the understated melody that Paul sang to him, and Alan Civil performed it. Always pushing boundaries, Martin and McCartney decided to insert a top note into the score outside the instrument’s normal range.

“I was in Switzerland on my first skiing holiday. I’d done a bit of skiing in Help! and quite liked it, so I went back and ended up in a little bathroom in a Swiss chalet writing For No One. I remember the descending bassline trick that it’s based on, and I remember the character in the song – the girl putting on her make-up.  Occasionally we’d have an idea for some new kind of instrumentation, particularly for solos… On For No One I was interested in the French horn, because it was an instrument I’d always loved from when I was a kid. It’s a beautiful sound, so I went to George Martin and said, ‘How can we go about this?’ And he said, ‘Well, let me get the very finest.’” Paul McCartney.

“One of my favourites of his. A nice piece of work”. John Lennon.

There is more to sex appeal than just measurements. I don’t need a bedroom to prove my womanliness. I can convey just as much sex appeal, picking apples off a tree or standing in the rain.

Audrey Hepburn (via soulful-warrior)

Recuerdos

Annie Hall me recuerda un poco a nosotros.
Sin embargo es una lástima que yo siga escribiendo y que jamás nos podramos reunir a comer o beber café y recordar nuestras anécdotas como la bonita y casi perfecta pareja que fuimos.

Listening to Til I Hear It From You by Gin Blossoms

– Preview it on Path.

Thought via Path

No quiero sonar presuntuosa; pero en verdad el mundo y la mente de la gente parece estiércol de vacas.
Que sí me preguntan qué estudié y digo: -filosofía y tengo un posgrado en nihilismo comparativo (activo y pasivo) alemán y ruso. También letras hispánicas y mi maestría es sobre lingüística aplicada…
Me responde una gorda de más de cien kilos de peso (tan corriente que bebe Smirnoff o como se escriba)
– ¿Y no te enredas? Es muy diferente ¿no?

Jajaja qué asco de ciudad. Y qué bueno que terminé con Rafael Guzmán porque si esa es una de sus mejores amigas, no quiero imaginarme más estruendos.
Y sí, escribo nombres.
Tan simple como que él trabaja para el plástico de un canal por cable y yo escribiendo guiones surrealistas. Con mi diplomado en cine… Y qué bueno que no dije que los examiné a todos en su fonética.
Ja. Tengan miedo. – Read on Path.