"Ah, ravishing organic beauty, not done in oils or stone, but made of living and corruptible matter, full of the feverish secret of life and decay!"
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gobbetsofme:

vonkazanowsky:

he will come, neither with a knife in his hand nor with roar. he will come like someone who goes by by chance and asks the time. he will come and raise his hat. shortly after eleven o’clock, morning without special expectations. little light streaming into my room on the fourth floor. and he will come, he will read the current and the gas. he will close the door politely like someone who isn’t that versed in life.

Aren’t these also the lyrics from Jail and Pray? 

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heidisaman:

"My car’s my best friend. My office. My home. My location. I have a very intimate sense when I am in a car with someone next to me. We’re in the most comfortable seats because we’re not facing each other, but sitting side by side. We don’t look at each other, but instead do so only when we want to. We’re allowed to look around without appearing rude. We have a big screen in front of us and side views. Silence doesn’t seem heavy or difficult. Nobody serves anybody. And many other aspects. One most important thing is that it transports us from one place to another."

— Abbas Kiarostami

Stills from Certified Copy (2010) and Like Someone in Love (2012)

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