Yes
The plots of Audrey Hepburn’s most famous movies are always “romance between girl and writer” or “romance between rich person and poor person” and you’re telling me Dair still didn’t end up together??? What were the writers thinking???
“I like how sleeping next to someone means more than sex sometimes, the body’s way of saying ‘I trust you to be by my side at my most vulnerable time,’ you have no defenses when you are asleep, you tell no lies”
— Eric Shaw
“Madness as a defense against terror. Madness as a defense against grief.”
— Susan Sontag, from As Consciousness Is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks 1964-1980
being in your early 20s is crazy bc there’s people who are literally married and people who’ve never even dated and people who are trapped in their childhood bedrooms waiting to get out and people who are trying to live out romanticized dream lives and people who are completely on their own and people with multi tiered support systems and we’re all supposedly peers and none of us think we’re doing it right at all
“Sing, Little Birdie” by Gertrude E. Heath, 1928. Black and white illustrations by Helene Nyce, color bookplates by Jan Cragin.
”At times failure is very necessary for the artist. It reminds him that a failure is not the ultimate disaster. And this reminder liberates him from the mean fussing of perfectionism.”
— John Berger, A Painter of Our Time: A Novel
Black, like the black underwear of the Parisian whore, the long black stockings of the cancan dancers, the wide black garters of the women especially created to satisfy men’s most perverse caprices, the tight little black corsets which set off the breasts and push them up towards men’s lips, the black boots of flagellation scenes in French novels.
Marcel, Anaïs Nin