— Ingmar Bergman (via de-licacy)
"So that was Mrs. Lundegaard on the floor in there. And I guess that was your accomplice in the wood chipper. And those three people in Brainerd. And for what? For a little bit of money. There’s more to life than a little money, you know. Don’tcha know that? And here ya are, and it’s a beautiful day. Well. I just don’t understand it."
Sometimes I don’t say things because they could be portrayed more beautifully in a song.
Silver Jews - Blue Arrangements b/w Buckingham Rabbit - Drag City - 1997
— Vincent Van Gogh in a letter to his brother, Theo (via mirroir)
Came the last night of sadness, and it was clear she couldn’t go on.