Haunt me!

 

I pray one prayer, I repeat it till my tongue stiffens. Catherine Earnshaw, may you not rest as long as I am living! You said I killed you, haunt me, then!... Be with me always, take any form, drive me mad, only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you!... I cannot live without my life. I cannot live without my soul.

Roots. Inspiration.

 

There's  always a P.S in us

Haha!

Ben Howard.

GRAN MÚSICO

Mi canción favorita.

Shakespeare smiles when he reads it.

My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;
Coral is far more red than her lips' red;
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses damask'd, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks;
And in some perfumes is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound;
I grant I never saw a goddess go;
My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground:
And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare.

Alan Rickman 

The long war.

Less passionate the long war throws
its burning thorn about all men,
caught in one grief, we share one wound,
and cry one dialect of pain.

We have forgot who fired the house
Whose easy mischief spilled first blood
Under one raging roof we lie
The fault no longer understood
But as our twisted arms embrace the desert where our cities stood
Death’s family likeness in each face must show at last our brotherhood.

Alan Rickman

Shivers when he reads.

There are places in the world
Where people do not dream…
Of rocket-powered unicorns
And candy cane machines
Of magic watermelon boats
And musical baboons
Or teeny tiny trumpet players
Training pet raccoons
Yes there are places in the world
Where people dream up dreams
So simply un-fantastical
And practical they seem…
To lose all possibility
Of thinking super things
Of dancing wild animals
With diamond-coated wings
Instead they dream of furniture
Of buying a new hat
Of owning matching silverware
Could you imagine that?
Instead they lay awake at night
Wishing for a car
Not one that runs on jellybeans…
But one that’s reg-u-lar
They dream of breakfast sandwiches
They dream of telephones
Sometimes they even dream of dreams
That aren’t even their own
Yes there are places in the world
Where dreams are almost dead
So please my child do keep in mind
Before you go to bed
To dream a dream as big
As big could ever dream to be
Then dream a dream ten times as big
As that one dream you see
Then once you’ve got that dream in mind
Please dream a million more
And not a million quiet dreams
A million dreams that roar
A million dreams so loud they scream
So loud they sing and shout
So super huge they say
“Hey world! Guess what I’m dreamin’ bout”
“I’m dreaming about everything
that no one thought to wonder
Dreams so big that they’ve got dreams
And they’ve got dreams up under!”
Please dream for those who’ve given up
For those who’ve never tried
Please use your dreams
To make new dreams
For all the dreams that died
Cause you’re the one whose dreams can be
Whatever dreams you want
Whose dreams can change the way things are
And the way that things are not
And if they say that all your dreams
Are too big to come true
You tell them that I told you…
“That’s what dreams are meant to do!”
They’re meant to make you seem as if
You don’t know up from down
Because dreams are dreams and that’s why
Dreams are worth having around!
So when you think your dreaming’s done
Just remember what I said
“close your eyes my child
and dream
that perfect dream
inside your head”

Joaquin Phoenix