You Know What It’s Like To Finally Meet Someone Your Age Who Gets You? Love, It’s Not Finding Your

NADEREH ABDELAHYEVA in The Silence (dir. Mohsen Makhmalbaf, 1998, Iran, Tajikistan, France)

“Makhmalbaf has said that this scene was inspired by a poem of Forugh Farrokhzad (the popular female poet who died in 1967). Eric Egan has located this poem in which there is a movement from ‘the girl who coloured her cheeks with geranium petals’ to ‘a lonely woman.’ However, it seems that Makhmalbaf remains with the young girl who decorates herself, and who is still in the garden, enjoying paradise. She is not yet ‘a lonely woman’, rather she is enjoying the moment and celebrating life…” [Lloyd Ridgeon, “Listening for an ‘Authentic’ Iran: Mohsen Makhmalbaf’s The Silence/Sokut]

Soooooo....is someone going to write fanfiction about Ellie returning to Squahamish to reunite with Aster to fulfill every viewer's fantasy orrr....?

Anais Nin, Mirages: The Unexpurgated Diary of Anais Nin, 1939-1947

Shoe studies by Julia Zhuravleva

You know what is hot??

A passion for knowlege and learning

— Susan Sontag, As Consciousness Is Harnessed To Flesh: Journals & Notebooks, 1964 – 1980

[text ID: The longing to touch/be touched. I feel gratitude when I touch someone—as well as affection etc. The person has allowed me proof that I have a body—and that there are bodies in the world.]

When Franz Kafka said You are the knife I turn inside myself; that is love. That, my dear, is love, and Richard Jackson said It was a mistake to keep this single knife in my heart so long, but it is my knife, and my heart, too.