Pillole di Cianuro

20. Italian.
Définir, c'est limiter

instagram: @pilulesdecyanure

“I’m tired… I’m so tired. I thought I just needed a night’s sleep, but it’s more than that.”

Inside Llewyn Davis (2013)

(Fonte: the-3rd-act, via iago-rotten)

“Much like the human version… depression in animals spans the full spectrum of severity, from brief and shallow periods of low mood to long and intense stretches of depression. Animals also experience the same hormonal changes that depressed humans do, including higher secretion of steroid hormones and dampened immune system function. Perhaps most interestingly and indicatively, the body clocks of depressed animals — their circadian rhythms, which we already know are of tremendous importance to human well-being — are so disrupted that they produce the same irregularities in body temperature and sleep-wake cycle seen in depressed humans.”

Can pets be depressed? The science behind what every pet-owner intuits.  (via explore-blog)

(via rememo)

“I’m not frightened. I’m not frightened of anything. The more I suffer, the more I love. Danger will only increase my love. It will sharpen it, it will give it spice. I will be the only angel you need. You will leave life even more beautiful than you entered it. Heaven will take you back and look at you and say: Only one thing can make a soul complete, and that thing is love.”

The Reader (2008) dir. by Stephen Daldry (via violentwavesofemotion)

(via theotherway)

I have nothing, but I have everything I need.

hippievanss:

found this old piano in the bushes last spring, hiking around an island. it’s been there for so long the tree is growing into it & it makes me wonder who used to play it and why it’s outside

hippievanss:

found this old piano in the bushes last spring, hiking around an island. it’s been there for so long the tree is growing into it & it makes me wonder who used to play it and why it’s outside

(via rosenere)

Truffaut, toujours.

Truffaut, toujours.

(Fonte: laurapalmee-fan, via dreamer-madcap)

unagiornatauggiosa:

Jean-Jacques Henner - Woman on a Black Sofa (1865)

unagiornatauggiosa:

Jean-Jacques Henner - Woman on a Black Sofa (1865)

(Fonte: colourthysoul)

“Odio gli indifferenti. Credo che vivere voglia dire essere partigiani. Chi vive veramente non può non essere cittadino e partigiano. L’indifferenza è abulia, è parassitismo, è vigliaccheria, non è vita. Perciò odio gli indifferenti.”

Antonio Gramsci


"I hate indifferent people. I believe that living means being partisans. Who truly lives cannot avoid being a citizen and a partisan. Indifference is abulia, parasitism, cowardice, it is not life. This is why I hate indifferent people."

(via ihateyouforsure)

vermontparnasse:

rachel likes art: part 17

Sandro Botticelli
c. 1445 - 1510.  Italian

(via villa-rosie)

“Beauty privilege is very real. None of us are imagining it, and if we aren’t born genetic lottery winners, our only option is to compensate with style, grace, and charm. Of course, none of that shit comes cheap. That’s kind of the whole point. It’s all meant to be aspirational and exclusionary. We’re supposed to feel depressed by our skin, agitated by our bodies, and anxious about our invisibility. That’s the insidious subtlety of social control.

The worst part is that we know in our rational minds that it’s all bullshit, and yet we’re still plagued with self-loathing when we can’t live up to unattainable beauty standards. No matter how much self-acceptance we achieve, we can still look in the mirror and instantly catalog all the things about ourselves that we don’t think measure up. It’s maddening. It makes us feel like hypocrites even though it’s not our hypocrisy.”

issietheshark:

melancholia (2011)

issietheshark:

melancholia (2011)

(via arosary)

amospoe:

"One day Jean-Luc and I were sitting in a cafe in Boulevard St Michel and we heard these two students talking about My Life to Live (Vivre Sa Vie). One was screaming, “I love this picture!” and the other one, who had his back to us, was saying, “I hate spending money on this kind of shit.”  And Jean-Luc tapped him on the back, gave him ten francs and said, “OK, you didn’t like my picture.  Why don’t you go and see a picture you really like?” The guy was very red-faced and apologetic.”
— Anna Karina

amospoe:

"One day Jean-Luc and I were sitting in a cafe in Boulevard St Michel and we heard these two students talking about My Life to Live (Vivre Sa Vie). One was screaming, “I love this picture!” and the other one, who had his back to us, was saying, “I hate spending money on this kind of shit.”  And Jean-Luc tapped him on the back, gave him ten francs and said, “OK, you didn’t like my picture.  Why don’t you go and see a picture you really like?” The guy was very red-faced and apologetic.”

— Anna Karina

(via rosenere)

starmaps:

careers to consider when I finish uni:

  • girl in 1960s Paris with winged eyeliner and a fringe who sits in cafes and bars and drinks sherry
  • WWII war nurse
  • muse for a late 19th century artist
  • archaeologist in the 30s
  • suffragette
  • background character in a Wodehouse story
  • incorporeal sense of vague dissatisfaction

(via myoldcountry)

“I can’t tell you how I miss you.”

– F. Scott Fitzgerald to Ernest Hemingway, 1927 (via fitzgeraldquotes)