Point Zéro

She sees love, where anyone else would see weeds.
Music ~ http://www.last.fm/user/ddandelion
Sep 08
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Sep 04
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Your voice sounds completely different in different languages. It alters your personality somehow. I don’t think people get the same feeling from you. The rhythm changes. Because the rhythm of the language is different, it changes your inner rhythm and that changes how you process everything.
When I hear myself speak French, I look at myself differently. Certain aspects will feel closer to the way I feel or the way I am and others won’t. I like that—to tour different sides of yourself. I often find when looking at people who are comfortable in many languages, they’re more comfortable talking about emotional stuff in a certain language or political stuff in another and that’s really interesting, how people relate to those languages.
— François Arnaud, for Interview Magazine (via analectic)

(Source: iraplastic, via analectic)

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allstreets:

Beco do Castelo - Lisbon, Portugal

Sep 03
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Endings are what life cheats us of. As long as a sense of the ending hovers, the story goes on. We close the book, leave the theatre, shut off the screen, and return to the world, bewildered, maybe, but still breathing.
Adam Gopnik on an anatomy of endings. (via newyorker)

(Source: newyorker.com, via newyorker)

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[You have bursts and lapses,
you have words — you walk
and wait.] Your blood
is love — that’s all.
— Cesar Pavese, from “Two Poems for T.”, trans. Geoffrey Brock (via the-final-sentence)
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