LEOPOLD et BONAPARTE

The two men of my life, and the poetry, politics, music, and infinite glasses of wine we've shared

I still read fairy tales and I like them best of all.

Audrey Hepburn

Just listen to the music of the traffic in the city,
Linger on the sidewalk where the neon signs are pretty…

I told her once I wasn’t good at anything. She told me survival is a talent.
- Susanna Kaysen, Girl Interrupted

I told her once I wasn’t good at anything. She told me survival is a talent.

- Susanna Kaysen, Girl Interrupted

Audrey Hepburn

—Moon River

Paul Varjak: The mean reds, you mean like the blues? 

Holly Golightly: No. The blues are because you’re getting fat and maybe it’s been raining too long, you’re just sad that’s all. The mean reds are horrible. Suddenly you’re afraid and you don’t know what you’re afraid of. Do you ever get that feeling? 

Paul Varjak: Sure.

Holly Golightly: Well, when I get it the only thing that does any good is to jump in a cab and go to Tiffany’s. Calms me down right away. The quietness and the proud look of it; nothing very bad could happen to you there.

I write because you exist.

—Michael Faudet

Imagination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited. Imagination encircles the world.- Albert Einstein

Imagination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited. Imagination encircles the world.

Albert Einstein

(Source: patakk, via chasing-omniscience)

Fare la scarpetta.

“To do the little shoe,” is the very charming act of using a small piece of bread to mop up the wonderful sauce on your plate that you cannot possibly leave behind. 

Why the “little shoe”? The explanation that seems the most poetic to me comes from the fact that la scarpetta is at the heart of cucina povera, poor cuisine, when people were so hungry that they could have even eaten the soles of their shoes… lapping up the last of that veil of sauce was to not waste a thing.

Courtesy of Emiko Davies

Nous inventerons un style, un savant mélange, de désespoir, de fête, d’amour perdu et de folie.

— Frederico Fellini, La Dolce Vita
Nous inventerons un style, un savant mélange, de désespoir, de fête, d’amour perdu et de folie.
— Frederico Fellini, La Dolce Vita

(Source: delta-breezes, via lostbeyondrepair)