#ay

Ah, mon cher, for anyone who is alone, without God and without a master, the weight of days is dreadful. ↗

— Albert Camus

#alone #anyone #cher #days #dreadful

To correct a natural indifference I was placed half-way between misery and the sun. Misery kept me from believing that all was well under the sun, and the sun taught me that history wasn't everything. ↗

— Albert Camus

#between #correct #everything #half-way #history

As a remedy to life in society I would suggest the big city. Nowadays, it is the only desert within our means. ↗

— Albert Camus

#big city #city #desert #i #life

I think I'm drawn to more villain-type characters, because it's so cool to get to say all the things you want to say. In Hollywood, you get to this position where you have to bite your tongue so much. You take all your experiences of not being able to say what you really want to say, and channel that through your character. ↗

— Gabrielle Union

#because #being #bite #channel #character

We always deceive ourselves twice about the people we love - first to their advantage, then to their disadvantage. ↗

— Albert Camus

#advantage #always #deceive #disadvantage #first

I think there's a lot of things that occur within the African-American community, that we would prefer to stay within the African-American community - that we get a little nervous when you start having scenes or dialogue that we know is going to be viewed and heard on a national or global scale. ↗

— Gabrielle Union

#african-american community #community #dialogue #get #global

There is no such thing as an ugly language. Today I hear every language as if it were the only one, and when I hear of one that is dying, it overwhelms me as though it were the death of the earth. ↗

— Elias Canetti

#dying #earth #every #hear #i

But Tammy Faye calls me, and Ron Jeremy calls me, Erik Estrada sends me a Christmas card every year. ↗

— Trishelle Cannatella

#card #christmas #every #faye #jeremy

By the time we got to MGM, and Lions Gate the movie was done there was nothing else to say. It was done. Just as at Universal, it was art by committee. ↗

— Rob Zombie

#by the time #committee #done #else #gate

She looked up from closing it to find Jace watching her through hooded eyes. “And one last thing,” he said. He reached over and pulled the sparking pins out of her hair, so that it fell in warm heavy curls down her neck. The sensation of hair tickling her bare skin was unfamiliar and oddly pleasant. “Much better,” he said, and she thought this time that maybe his voice was uneven too. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jace-wayland #love #love