Anna Karina in a promotional picture from Jean-Luc Godard’s Vivre sa Vie (1962)
11:39 pm • 11 August 2014 • 807 notes
I spent a long time looking at faces, drinking in smiles. Am I happy or unhappy? It’s not a very important question. I live with such frenzied intensity.
Things and people are waiting for me, and doubtless I am waiting for them and desiring them with all my strength and sadness. But, here, I earn the right to be alive by silence and by secrecy.
The miracle of not having to talk about oneself.
— Albert Camus, Notebooks 1935-1943 (via whyallcaps)
11:32 pm • 11 August 2014 • 267 notes
“Stop beating yourself up. You are a work in progress - which means you get there a little at a time, not all at once.”
— Unknown (via perfect)
(Source: onlinecounsellingcollege, via leventricule)
11:07 pm • 11 August 2014 • 192,525 notes
“Everyone, at some point in their lives, wakes up in the middle of the night with the feeling that they are all alone in the world, and that nobody loves them now and that nobody will ever love them, and that they will never have a decent night’s sleep again and will spend their lives wandering blearily around a loveless landscape, hoping desperately that their circumstances will improve, but suspecting, in their heart of hearts, that they will remain unloved forever. The best thing to do in these circumstances is to wake somebody else up, so that they can feel this way, too.”
— Lemony Snicket (via versteur)
(Source: psych-facts, via workman)
11:07 pm • 11 August 2014 • 4,594 notes