garboing:

I admit we knew we’d get in trouble. That part’s true. We knew people would be worried, and we still ran away, anyway. But something also happened, which we didn’t do on purpose. When we first met each other, something happened to us.

Moonrise Kingdom, 2012 | Wes Anderson.

Old Hollywood Meme: (1/?) Favourite Actresses: Audrey Hepburn

"God kissed her on the cheek and there she was"

Un día fuiste, un día serás. Este día eres.
Frida Kahlo  (via i-love-art)

cinemove:

Inglourious Basterds (2009) dir. Quentin Tarantino

FOUR: TENERIFE
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I’m sort of like a T-Rex in the world of female actresses. Every time a job is finished, I look at my car and think, 'Could I live in it?'

perkamentus:

Ceilings and floors in Vatican City.

The fate of peoples is made like this, two men in small rooms. Forget the coronations, the conclaves of cardinals, the pomp and processions. This is how the world changes: a counter pushed across a table, a pen stroke that alters the force of a phrase, a woman’s sigh as she passes and leaves on the air a trail of orange flower or rose water; her hand pulling close the bed curtain, the discreet sigh of flesh against flesh.

griruxx:

Charade (1963)

   Stanley Donen invited Audrey and Cary to dinner at a restaurant in Paris. When Cary came in, Audrey stood up and said, ‘I’m so nervous.’
He said, ‘Why?’ And she said, ‘Meeting you, working with you — I’m so nervous.’ And he said, ‘Don’t be nervous, for goodness’ sake. I’m thrilled to know you. Here, sit down at the table. Put your hands on the table, palms up, put your head down and take a few deep breaths.’
   Audrey put her hands on the table and when she put her head down, she hit the bottle of wine, and the wine went all over Cary’s cream - colored suit. Audrey was humiliated and people at other tables were looking, and everybody was buzzing.
   Audrey: “He took it so well, rather like he did in Charade when I dropped the ice cream on his suit. That scene came out of the experience in the restaurant. Can you imagine how I felt? I wanted to crawl into a hole. I felt terrible and kept apologizing, but Cary was so dear about it. The next day he sent me a box of caviar with a little note telling me not to feel bad.”

Love is the bane of honor, the death of duty. What is honor compared to a woman’s love? What is duty against the feel of a newborn son in your arms… or the memory of a brother’s smile? Wind and words. Wind and words. We are only human, and the gods have fashioned us for love. That is our great glory, and our great tragedy.