#came

Dove non era riuscito a suo tempo mio padre, riuscì ora il tormento d’amore. Mi dedicai all’arte del bere. Per la mia vita e la mia indole questo avvenimento fu senza dubbio il più importante di tutti quelli narrati finora. Il Dio forte e dolce mi divenne fedele amico e lo è ancora oggi. Chi altrettanto potente? Chi ugualmente bello, fantastico, entusiasta, lieto e malinconico? E’ eroe e mago, seduttore e fratello d’amore. Può l’impossibile; riempe i miseri cuori umani di stuèpendi, bizzarri poemi. Ha trasformato me, eremita e contadino, in re, poeta e saggio. Carica di nuovi destini navi di esistenze divenute ormai vuote e risospinge naufraghi nell’impetuosa corrente della grande vita. Così è il vino. E’ simile a tutti i doni preziosi, a tutte le cose artistiche. Vuole essere amato, ricercato, compreso e conquistato a fatica. Non molti vi riescono, migliaia ne vengono annientati. Li fa invecchiare, li uccide o spegne in loro la fiamma dello spirito. Egli invita invece i suoi prediletti a delle feste e costruisce loro ponti iridescenti verso isole felici. Pone loro, quando sono stanchi, un guanciale sotto il capo e li circonda, quando cadono preda della malinconia, in un abbraccio dolce ed affettuoso, come un amico o una madre consolatrice. Trasforma la nostra esistenza disordinata in un grande mito e suona su un’arpa imponente l’inno della creazione. A volte è un bambino, con lunghi riccioli di seta, le spalle esili e le membra delicate. Si stringe al tuo cuore e allunga il visetto smunto in cerca del tuo, osservandoti stupito e fuori dalla realtà con quei suoi cari occhi spalancati, nelle cui profondità ondeggia umido e luminoso un ricordo del paradiso terrestre e della mai dimenticata discendenza divina, simile a una sorgente sgorgata nella foresta. Questa è la storia della mia gioventù. Se ci ripenso, mi sembra che sia stata breve come una notte d'estate. E perché il Dio incomprensibile mi aveva insinuato nel cuore quel bruciante desiderio d'amore, quando la vita mi aveva già destinato ad essere solitario e poco amato? ↗

— Hermann Hesse

#art

I took two or three months and I came up with a reason that I thought was enough and I went with it: if there is a God he's definitely not benevolent. We should mean less to him than ants. And if there is a God or there are gods they would value, more than anything, free will. ↗

— Tarsem Singh

#anything #benevolent #came #definitely #enough

Because I came out as a singer, I took the time to get an acting coach. ↗

— Aaliyah

#because #came #coach #get #i

I create other worlds, magical never-never lands where the camera is my weapon and the battles I fight are with the elements. i stretch the laws of the mind and displace people from their realities to capture a side of them they didn’t even know they had. Photography has the ability to freeze people in this time and space—no matter what happens after that moment, it cannot change—they are exactly how i want them to be. ↗

— Tyler Shields

#capture #create #fantasies #freedom #frozen

If you want to get known as a singer you hire five sexy chicks and let them fight over you onstage and for the cameras. That's publicity, man. ↗

— Sammy Davis, Jr.

#chicks #fight #five #get #hire

You said you survived, Anna, but you didn't. You triumphed. Everything about you is a testament to courage and strength." When she stared at him, obviously stunned, he smiled a little. "You didn't get either from a social worker or a counselor. They just helped you figure out how to use it. I figure you got it from your mother. She must have been a hell of a woman." "She was," Anna murmured, near tears again. "So are you. ↗

— Nora Roberts

#cameron-quinn #courage

So when I got to be about 13 or 14, I started listening - even though my parents music was way cool - to contemporary hard rock at that time, which was Aerosmith, Cheap Trick, Black Sabbath, AC/DC, Ted Nugent and all that, and that's just where I came from. ↗

— Slash

#aerosmith #black #black sabbath #came #cheap

Good God, you don’t give up.” “Nope.” I laughed, couldn’t help it, and his smile spread in response to the sound. “I’m sure there are plenty of girls who want to go out on a date with you.” “There are.” “Wow. Modest aren’t you?” “Why should I be?” he shot back. “And I want to go out on a date with you. Not them. ↗

— J. Lynn

#cameron-hamilton #date #romance #dating

There was something about Marilyn. She couldn't act her way out of a bag, but she became an icon because something happened between her and the lens, and no one knows what it is. ↗

— Richard Widmark

#act #bag #became #because #between

Trust me," Cameron cut in, "there ain't a thing wrong with those two unless you count the unusual and exquisite length of their legs. Brooklyn turned a tight-lipped smile on him. "Thanks so much for that penis-driven observation. ↗

— Darynda Jones

#cameron #death-and-girl-next-door #death