January 2010
14 posts
I had a mad impulse to throw you down on the lunar surface and commit...
– Manhattan
December 2009
20 posts
Alvy Singer: Hey listen, gimme a kiss.
Annie Hall: Really?
Alvy Singer: Yeah, why not, because we're just gonna go home later, right, and then there's gonna be all that tension, we've never kissed before and I'll never know when to make the right move or anything. So we'll kiss now and get it over with, and then we'll go eat. We'll digest our food better.
“Who knows how to make love stay? 1. Tell love you are going to Junior’s Deli on Flatbush Avenue in Brooklyn to pick up a cheesecake, and if loves stays, it can have half. It will stay. 2. Tell love you want a momento of it and obtain a lock of its hair. Burn the hair in a dime-store incense burner with yin/yang symbols on three sides. Face southwest. Talk fast over the burning hair...
The highest function of love is that it makes the loved one a unique and...
– Tom Robbins, Jitterbug Perfume
“How much does your life weigh? Imagine for a second that you’re carrying a backpack. I want you to pack it with all the stuff that you have in your life… you start with the little things. The shelves, the drawers, the knickknacks, then you start adding larger stuff. Clothes, tabletop appliances, lamps, your TV… the backpack should be getting pretty heavy now. You go...
The larger the group, the more toxic, the more of your beauty as an individual...
– George Carlin (via marco)
To avoid criticism, do nothing, say nothing, and be nothing.
– Elbert Hubbard (via soupsoup)
Wayne: Tell me, when the first show is over, will you still love me when I'm an incredibly humungoid giant star?
Cassandra: Yeah.
Wayne: Will you still love me when I'm in my hanging-out-with-Ravi-Shankar phase?
Cassandra: Yeah.
Wayne: Will you still love me when I'm in my carbohydrate, sequined-jumpsuit, young-girls-in-white-cotton-panties, waking-up-in-a-pool-of-your-own-vomit, bloated-purple-dead-on-a-toilet phase?
Cassandra: Yeah.
Wayne: Okay, party. Bonus.
Alice came to a fork in the road. “Which road do I take?” she asked. “Where do you want to go?” responded the Cheshire cat. “I don’t know,” Alice answered. “Then,” said the cat, “it doesn’t matter.”
-Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland
make the bed up
take the pay cut
think of all the good you’re doing
(get the fever out…you’re better off without it.)
-Samantha Crain and the Midnight Shivers, “Get The Fever Out”
Neurosis is the inability to tolerate ambiguity.
– Sigmund Freud