Too much toast for my taste.
stonelykos:

Girl Interrupted (1999)

stonelykos:

Girl Interrupted (1999)

(via icrouchlikeacrow)

At one time I thought the most important thing was talent. I think now that — the young man or the young woman must possess or teach himself, train himself, in infinite patience, which is to try and to try and to try until it comes right. He must train himself in ruthless intolerance. That is, to throw away anything that is false no matter how much he might love that page or that paragraph. The most important thing is insight, that is … curiosity to wonder, to mull, and to muse why it is that man does what he does. And if you have that, then I don’t think the talent makes much difference, whether you’ve got that or not.
William Faulkner, in a speech at UVA in 1957 (via brocanteur)

(Source: astrangerhere, via brocanteur)

brocanteur:

velificantes:

oldhollywood:

“The process of writing cannot be juggled with another occupation. The job of creating cannot be compartmentalized with certain hours devoted to one kind of creation and other hours set aside for still another. Writing is a demanding profession and a selfish one. And because it is selfish and demanding, because it is compulsive and exacting, I didn’t embrace it. I succumbed to it.”
-Rod Serling

brocanteur:

velificantes:

oldhollywood:

“The process of writing cannot be juggled with another occupation. The job of creating cannot be compartmentalized with certain hours devoted to one kind of creation and other hours set aside for still another. Writing is a demanding profession and a selfish one. And because it is selfish and demanding, because it is compulsive and exacting, I didn’t embrace it. I succumbed to it.”

-Rod Serling

Anyone moderately familiar with the rigours of composition will not need to be told the story in detail; how he wrote and it seemed good; read and it seemed vile; corrected and tore up; cut out; put in; was in ecstasy; in despair; had his good nights and bad mornings; snatched at ideas and lost them; saw his book plain before him and it vanished; acted people’s parts as he ate; mouthed them as he walked; now cried; now laughed; vacillated between this style and that; now preferred the heroic and pompous; next the plain and simple; now the vales of Tempe; then the fields of Kent or Cornwall; and could not decide whether he was the divinest genius or the greatest fool in the world.
Virginia Woolf | Orlando (via astrangerhere)
l believe that the main thing in beginning a novel is to feel, not that you can write it, but that it exists on the far side of a gulf, which words can’t cross: that it’s to be pulled through only in a breathless anguish.
Virginia Woolf, from a letter to Vita Sackville-West (via violentwavesofemotion)

(via brocanteur)

Listen. Kids can be annoying. You do not get any bonus points for disliking them. You used to be one of them; you have only survived to your current state of shitty, entitled quasi-adulthood and whiny, wholly unearned misanthropy because the people who were adults back during your physiological childhood (as a thing distinct from the prolonged emotional and intellectual childhood that characterizes theEw gross, kids! crowd) tolerated your tantrums and squeals and bullshit. Because enough of them behaved like adults to offset the fedoras and overgrown teenagers and Starbucks philosophers who were dumb enough to treat childhood like it’s a personality defect and not simply the first part of growing into an adult.

You did not become an (objectively lousy excuse for an) adult now by having the good taste and wise judgment to leave childhood, O Hater of the Young. You are not smarter than kids because you became an adult and they didn’t. You survived a certain number of years, your hormones did some shit, and you grew hair on your genitals. Congratulations on that having occurred for you before today’s little kids. It is your responsibility to ensure that this does not turn out to have been a bad thing. You can start by not holding childhood against children.

http://theconcourse.deadspin.com/dont-buy-all-the-pies-at-burger-king-to-spite-a-child-1617620956

Thank god someone has some sense.

(via face-down-asgard-up)

(Source: mattgorman, via anamatics)

archatlas:

Limit to the Sky Romain Bucaille

"A photographic essay on architecture of balconies from different parts of the world. Lost in the deep blue of the sky, these balconies appear as alone, extracted from the building they’re attached to."

(via chlaf)

If we can’t write diversity into sci-fi, then what’s the point? You don’t create new worlds to give them all the same limits of the old ones.

Jane Espenson (from interview with Advocate.com)\

I dunno how many which ways this needs to be said

(via aragingquiet)

(Source: fluffymoalabear, via mermaidandthedrunks)

Fan fiction is a way of the culture repairing the damage done in a system where contemporary myths are owned by corporations instead of by the folk.
Henry Jenkins (Director of media studies at MIT)

(Source: quotesofquotes, via kabal42)

Slowdive - Catch The Breeze (Live at The Marquee, 1991)

(Source: just-like-h0ney, via flirflir)

für dich sind die blumen.

(Source: confusednetwork)

mimi-leah:

For real though.

mimi-leah:

For real though.

(via normandy-cic)

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