“Between skin and skin, there is only light.” —John Fowles (via claudere)
“[it was] written like a soundtrack to an imaginary movie with different ambiances, different atmospheres, different tempos, different orchestrations, and different instrumentation….When I make an album it’s always about nostalgia, melancholy in the past, and memories.” —Anthony Gonzalez discussing the inception of M83’s Hurry Up, We’re Dreaming
“Tell me, why aren’t we all like brothers? Why does even the best person hold back something from another? Why not say directly what we feel if we know that what we entrust won’t be scattered to the winds? As it is, everyone looks much tougher than he really is, as if he felt it’d be an insult to his feelings if he expressed them too readily—” —Fyodor Dostoyevsky White Nights
and i used to have such a pretty smile...
why do people think they can play piano while forgetting the most important part of music? i.e. rhythm.
Now Ireland has her madness and her weather still,
For poetry makes nothing happen: it survives
In the valley of its making where executives
Would never want to tamper
—In Memory of W.B. Yeats by W.H. Auden