Two weeks ago I saw this guy in Central Park, and asked for his photo. “Sorry man,” he told me, “I would, but I’m in a huge hurry.”
Yesterday I saw him again in the East Village, and again asked for his photo. Same response: “Sorry man. I would, but I’m in a huge hurry.”
“You told me that last week,” I said.
“Oh shit,” he replied. “Sorry dude. I say that to everyone. Nothing personal. You can snap a pic if you want.”
Franz Kline, Black Reflections, 1959
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Paul Newman on the set of Cool Hand Luke (1967, dir. Stuart Rosenberg) (via)
“I play in an all-boys soccer league, and some guy fell on me during a game. But he kinda looked like Ronald Weasley, so I didn’t mind all that much.”
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How a germaphobe gets to work.
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“It is the phenomenon sometimes called ‘alienation from self.’ In its advanced stages, we no longer answer the telephone, because someone might want something; that we could say no without drowning in self-reproach is an idea alien to this game. Every encounter demands too much, tears the nerves, drains the will, and the specter of something as small as an unanswered letter arouses such disproportionate guilt that answering it becomes out of the question. To assign unanswered letters their proper weight, to free us from the expectations of others, to give us back to ourselves — there lies the great, the singular power of self-respect. Without it, one eventually discovers the final turn of the screw: one runs away to find oneself, and finds no one at home.” — Joan Didion on self respect. (via unicornology)
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To the world you may be one person, but to one person you may be the world.
Romy Schneider & Alain Delon, Italy, 1959.
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