#kit

When the car's going well, I purr like a kitten. ↗

— Buddy Rice

#going #i #kitten #like #purr

Life's a lot different from what people pretend. That's why pretending is fun. I used to think it was some special wickedness of my own that made such queer things happen. Now I'm beginning to guess that everybody's like that. ↗

— Christopher Morley

#kitty-foyle #pretending #life

I love you, Caleb. I love you! If you care for me at all... please, don't do this! Please, don't leave me. I don't know how to live without you. Don't make me go back to trying to be someone I don't know how to be anymore. - Livvie ↗

— C.J. Roberts

#livvie #love

I love food and I love everything involved with food. I love the fun of it. I love restaurants. I love cooking, although I don't cook very much. I love kitchens. ↗

— Alma Guillermoprieto

#although #cook #cooking #everything #fun

A kite is a victim you are sure of. You love it because it pulls gentle enough to call you master, strong enough to call you fool; because it lives like a desperate trained falcon in the high sweet air, and you can always haul it down to tame it in your drawer. A kite is a fish you have already caught in a pool where no fish come, so you play him carefully and long, and hope he won't give up, or the wind die down. A kite is the last poem you've written so you give it to the wind, but you don't let it go until someone finds you something else to do. ↗

— Leonard Cohen

#love

You can talk to him, you're comfortable with him...glad when he is glad, sad when he's unhappy..he's your man, out of all the world. ↗

— Helen Markley Miller

#kit-melendy #love #sagebrush-ranch #your-man #love

Tout est kitsch, si l'on veut. La musique dans son ensemble est kitsch; l'art est kitsch; la littérature elle-même est kitsch. Toute émotion est kitsch, pratiquement par définition; mais toute réflexion aussi, et même dans un sens toute action. La seule chose qui ne soit absolument pas kitsch, c'est le néant. ↗

— Michel Houellebecq

#néant #art

It was only a smile, nothing more. It didn't make everything all right. It didn't make ANYTHING all right. Only a smile. A tiny thing. A leaf in the woods, shaking in the wake of a startled bird's flight. But I'll take it. With open arms. Because when spring comes, it melts the snow one flake at a time, and maybe I just witnessed the first flake melting. - Amir ↗

— Khaled Hosseini

#drama #the-kite-runner #smile

For you, a thousand times over ↗

— Khaled Hosseini

#time

Kitsch is the inability to admit that shit exists ↗

— Milan Kundera

#style #style