philip glass

e.e.cummings

but love is the sky and i am for you
just so long and long enough

piero della francesca

adília lopes

O tempo passa
passa-se alguma coisa

Renuncia às coisas inúteis
e partilha

lisbon by the river

etty hillesum

"abro a Bíblia ao acaso e eis o que encontro: O Senhor é o meu alto refúgio. Estou sentada em cima da minha mochila, no meio do vagão cheio. O pai, a mãe e o Mischa estão nos vagões mais à frente. A partida acabou por chegar inesperadamente. De ordens repentinas de Haia, especialmente para nós. Deixámos o campo a cantar, o pai, a mãe firmes e calmos, tal como o Mischa. Viajaremos durante três dias. Obrigada pelos vossos cuidados. Amigos que ficaram para trás hão-de escrever para Amesterdão; talvez venhas a receber notícias por eles. E pela minha última carta longa. Até à vista, de nós os quatro. Etty”

Cartas (1941-43)

bon iver

I was unafraid, I was a boy
I was a tender age
Melic in the naked, knew a lake
And drew the lofts for page
Hurdle, all the waiting's up
Know it wasn't wedded love
4 long minutes end and it was over
It'd all be back
And the frost took up the eyes
Pressed against the pane, could see the veins
And there was poison out
Resting in a raze, the inner claims
I hadn't breath to shake
Searching for an inner clout
May not take another bout
Honey in the hale could fill the pales
Of loving less with vain
Hon, it wasn't yet the spring
Aiming and it sunk and we were drunk
And we had fleshed it out
Nose up in the globes, you never know
If you are passing out
No, it wasn't maiden-up
The falling or the faded luck
Hung up in the ivory, both were
Climbing for a finer cause
Love can hardly leave the room
With your heart

philip roth

"Either foreswear fucking others or the affair is over".

" Oh Mickey, it was wonderful, it was fun-the whole kitten and kaboozle. It was like living. And to be denied that whole part would be a great loss. You gave it to me. You gave me a double life. I couldn't have endured with just one.
I'm proud of you and your double life.
All i regret, She said, crying again, crying with him, the two of them in tears... is that we couldn't sleep together too many nights. To commingle with you. Commingle?
Why not.
I wish tonight you could spend the night.
I do, too. But i'll be here tomorrow nighr.
I meant it up at the Grotto. I didn't want to fuck any more men even without the cancer. I wouldn't do that even if i was alive.
You are alive. It is here and now. It´s tonight. You're alive.
I wouldn't do it. You're the one i always loved fucking. But i don't regret that have fucked many. It would have been a great loss to have had otherwise. Some of them, they were sort of wasted times. You must have that, too. Haven't you? With women you didn't enjoy?
Yes.
Yes, i had experiences where the men would just want to fuck you whether they cared about you or not. That was always harder for me. I give my heart, i give my self, in my fucking.
You do indeed.

And then, after just a litlle drifting, she fell asleep and so he went home - I'm leaving now - and within two hours she threw a clot and was dead.
So those were her last words, in English anyway. I give my heart, i give my self, in my fucking.. Hard to top that.
To commingle with you Drenka, to commingle with you now."

Sabbath's Theater

kubrick and jack nicholson