Showing posts with label qoute. Show all posts
Showing posts with label qoute. Show all posts

Sunday, December 19

favourited Vol. VII (now and then)

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"well I was born probably about 6-8 years ago , over by that tree and I remember, things (have) changed a lot. In those days in Madagascar it wasn't so commercial, you know. There wasn't all about money and about who's got the latest tree and what leaves are you wearing and who's got the latest fur on their back, you know. In those days it was just me and couple you you others, you know, doing the jungle boogie..."
simple wants
-King Julian, Madagascar 

Sunday, November 14

Favourited Vol. V (communication)

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'Language is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the tip of my words. My language trembles with desire.'
Roland Barthes, "Talking," in A Lover's Discourse
 

Saturday, October 16

Favourited Vol. II (Colonized: not a choice)

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  • "It's SHITE being ******! We're the lowest of the low. The scum of the fucking Earth! The most wretched, miserable, servile, pathetic trash that was ever shat into civilization. Some hate the English. I don't. They're just wankers. We, on the other hand, are COLONIZED by wankers. Can't even find a decent culture to be colonized BY. We're ruled by effete assholes. It's a SHITE state of affairs to be in, Tommy, and ALL the fresh air in the world won't make any fucking difference!  "
[Trainspotting(1996)]


Sunday, October 10

Favourited Vol I (Uncomfortable Silences)

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Mia: Don't you hate that?
Vincent: What?
Mia: Uncomfortable silences. Why do we feel it's necessary to yak about bullshit in order to be comfortable?
Vincent: I don't know. That's a good question.
Mia: That's when you know you've found somebody special. When you can just shut the fuck up for a minute and comfortably enjoy the silence. 

[PULP FICTION (1994)]