Ivan's Childhood (1962)
Dir. Andrei Tarkovsky
I am a dreamer, an old soul trapped in a young body. I talk to the stars and send letters to the moon. I miss things I never had. I want to leave for distant lands to never come back.
"... What we have here is a dreamer. Someone completely out of touch with reality. When she jumped, she probably thought she would fly.."
— The Virgin Suicides
You seem already to belong to another world;
Ivan's Childhood (1962)
Dir. Andrei Tarkovsky
“Where do the words go when we have said them?”
— Margaret Atwood, from ”The Small Cabin”
“It was awful, he cried, awful, awful! Still, the sun was hot. Still, one got over things. Still, life had a way of adding day to day.”
—Virginia Woolf, Mrs. Dalloway (1925)
Suddenly I don't want anyone to know me as deeply anymore, which is weird because I have always yearned for someone to understand my soul
“Have you Blossoms and Books, those solaces of sorrow?”
— Emily Dickinson, in a letter to Charles H. Clark, January 1885
It was nice of him to hold the cat’s cigarette. Photo from my collection, no date/info.
“This done, I lingered yet a little longer: the flowers smelt so sweet as the dew fell; it was such a pleasant evening, so serene, so warm; the still glowing.”
— Charlotte Brontë, from “Jane Eyre.”
“Horrifically sweet,”
— Arthur Rimbaud, from Poems & Prose; “Tartuffe’s Chastisement,”
Libuše šafránková
I feel, I suffer, I am happy, I am moved. Only my enigma interests me. More than anything, I search for myself in my great void.
Clarice Lispector, from A Breath of Life
Sometimes I long to disappear. To become one with the trees. With the rivers. With the stars.
Nicole Addison
I Am Waiting Dir. Koreyoshi Kurahara, 1957).
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“She dreamed about escaping. That was all she dreamed about — escape.”
— Paris, Texas (1984)
I'll borrow of imagination what reality will not give me.
Shirley by Charlotte Bronte