I read somewhere that everybody on this planet is separated by only six other people. Six degrees of separation between us and everyone else on this planet. Everyone is a new door opening into other worlds. Six degrees of separation between us and everyone else on this planet. But, to find the right six people...
This is what kids do, who live in the place they should't be. If you have a kid who's not in sync with what's there, there is no way to get them in sync. Alot of the top-people in fashion were people that were out of sync with the world. It is not the case that the beautiful kind of people, who were in the in-crowd, work in fashion. They don't have any sense of what fashion can do for you. Fashion is about allowing yourself to be someone that you think you can create. Create Yourself
The camera or the microphone in the booth is merciless. If you don't believe what you're saying, it hears it. If you don't believe it, it sees it in your eyes, it hears it in your voice that there isn't the conviction there.
Lilian: I hope you never have to love someone and then find out you're not enough. I was trying to protect you from ever feeling that. Don't you think I believed I was flying to you defense, with all the courage in my heart? You're my son Sam. My son. It was the only thing I could do. Sam: I'm not sure if we're ever going to agree on that... But I love you.
I come here and imagine that this is the spot where everything I've lost since my childhood is washed out. I tell myself, if that were true, and I waited long enough then a tiny figure would appear on the horizon across the field and gradually get larger until I'd see it was Tommy. He'd wave. And maybe call. I don't know if the fantasy go beyond that, I can't let it. I remind myself I was lucky to have had any time with him at all. What I'm not sure about, is if our lives have been so different from the lives of the people we save. We all complete. Maybe none of us really understand what we've lived through, or feel we've had enough time.
The only real failure,
is the failure to try.
And the measure of success,
is how we cope with disappointment.
As we always must.
We came here and we tried.
All of us in our own different ways.
Can we be blamed for feeling that we are too old to change?
Too scared of disappointment to start it all again?
We get up in the morning.
We do our best.
Nothing else matters.
Dat's what they say of this cauntry back home, Kath: 'America, the land of milk and honey.' Bot they never tell you the milk's gone sour and the honey's stolen.
I'm going down down down in la la land tonight...
Where the jungle is concrete, the streets are alive
And people will do anything to survive
I'm going down down down in la la land tonight...
At a certain point in your life, probably when too much of it has gone by... you will open your eyes and see yourself for who you are... especially for everything that made you so different from all the awful normals. And you will say to yourself... But I am this person. And in that statement, that correction, there will be a kind of love.
Shug: More than anything God love admiration. Celie: You saying God is vain? Shug: No, not vain, just wanting to share a good thing. I think it pisses God off when you walk by the colour purple in a field and don't notice it. Celie: You saying it just wanna be loved like it say in the bible? Shug: Yeah, Celie. Everything wanna be loved. Us sing and dance, and holla just wanting to be loved. Look at them trees. Notice how the trees do everything people do to get attention... except walk? [they laugh] Shug: Oh Miss Celie, I feels like singing!
You know what you've got? You have got a talent for love. You're like a love genius. And there are too many statues of generals and politicians, and there are not enough statues of someone like you. In this world, there is so much of what looks like love, and sounds like love, and calls itself love, but it isn't. It's just people saying and doing what they think they ought to say and do. And you, you, you, are the greatest. You're the greatest. You're the greatest. So here's to love, an-and, here's to you.
When you write again in your diary Remember To see the golden leaf in the summer sun Or perhaps the blue rock-orchid On one of our absent wanderings On Table Mountain I who have mingled my blood with the blood of The sun at evening in Lisbon Have carried you with me like a mirror And I have written you On the open page Of my desolation Your nameless word When you write again in your diary Remember To see in my eyes The sun that I now cover for always With black butterflies.
You know what the worse thing about adultery is? Once you do it, no matter how many years you're faithful you're always an adulterer, life is harsh like that. You fuck once you can never be a virgin again, you steel once you're always a thief, and you lie once you're always a liar.
Well, you know what it's like when you first sleep with someone you don't know? Yes It's... you, like, become this blank canvas and it gives you an opportunity to project onto that canvas who you want to be. That's what's interesting because everybody does that.
One day you're seventeen and planning for someday. And quietly and without you ever really noticing, someday is today. And then someday is yesterday. And this is you're life.
All I was doing was hitting apples with a car lock. He's the one that came out acting all weird. 'What are you doing?' Hitting apples. 'Why you doing that?' Cause there's nothing to do. 'Why don't you eat them?' Who eats apples? And then he said he wanted to kiss me.
Philippe: Tell me Driss, why do you think people are interested in art? Driss: I don't know, it's a business? Philippe: No. it's because it's the only thing one leaves behind
Go to work, send your kids to school, follow fashion, act normal, walk on the pavement, watch tv, save for old age, obey the law, repeat after me: I am free