Where am I?

“Claire, you want to know a secret? I spent my whole life being scared. Scared of not being ready, of not being right of not being who I should be. And where did it get me?”- Nate

(Six Feet Under, 2005)

Baron von Merkens: Now you are yourself, but not yourself; an ideal state for a meeting between lovers.

(Vargtimmen, Ingmar Bergman)

Natalie: But even if you get revenge you’re not gonna remember it. You’re not even going to know that it happened.
Leonard Shelby: My wife deserves vengance. Doesn’t make a difference whether I know about it. Just becuase there are things I don’t remember doesn’t make my actions meaningless. The world doesn’t just disappear when you close your eyes, does it? Anyway, maybe I’ll take a photograph to remind myself, get another freaky tattoo.

(Memento, Christopher Nolan)

Boer Bas: My sons need a mother.
Antonia: I don’t need your sons.
Boer Bas: You don’t need a husband?
Antonia: What for?

(Antonia’s line, Marleen Gorris)

Ahmet: Where are you going? Why don’t you walk the wheel with us? What is the matter my American friend? What has upset you? Oh! I know. The bad machine doesn’t know that he’s a bad machine. You still don’t believe it. You still don’t believe you’re a bad machine? To know yourself is to know God, my friend. The factory knows, that’s why they put you here. You’ll see… You’ll find out… In time, you’ll know.

(Midnight Express, Alan Parker)

Travis Bickle: You’re a young girl, you should be at home. You should be dressed up, going out with boys, going to school, you know, that kind of stuff.

(Taxi Driver, Martin Scorsese)

“So, is knowledge a friend or a foe?
‘Cause you don’t suffer from what you don’t know
But in arguments we hunt the reasons
That explains the Thesis’s seasons
Chaos, order and complexity,
That challenges our intellectuality
For things that lie in the asymmetric hole,
For too long, we’ve given the Devil that role”

(The Essence, Vintersorg)

Hidetora: In a mad world, only the mad are sane.

(Ran, Akira Kurosawa)

Punk is not dead.

ryotical:

jardineria:

ancientbruises:brooklyntakemein:loveyourchaos:randomlesslyrandom:(via hayleycakes, mirrorsfacingmirrors)

I will always reblog this picture.

will always reblog.

Clarissa Vaughn: I remember one morning getting up at dawn, there was such a sense of possibility. You know, that feeling? And I remember thinking to myself: So, this is the beginning of happiness. This is where it starts. And of course there will always be more. It never occurred to me it wasn’t the beginning. It was happiness. It was the moment. Right then.

(The Hours, 2002)