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Beyond the Valley of the Dolls (1970), Russ Meyer

It’s gets points alone for its sheer ridiculousness and complete unwillingness to make any sense whatsoever, plus there’s enough silly sex (dated as it may be) to keep any idiot occupied, so my fist dip into American cinema’s response to the Sexual Revolution of its time was pretty much exactly what I expected, which was fine enough for me.  

Metacritic: n/a, RT: 68%, IMDb: 6.2

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Franco Sarto Aziza Velvet Heels

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Betty Lago | Azzedine Alaïa (1986) ph. David Seidner

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Françoise Hardy photographed by Jean-Marie Périer in Venice.

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I’m full of poetry now. Rot and poetry. Rotten poetry.

Ernest Hemingway, from The Snows of Kilimanjaro  (via violentwavesofemotion)

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Ann-Margret in CARNAL KNOWLEDGE (1971) directed by Mike Nichols

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Though I’ve never lied to you; I often lie to myself. It’s the same thing, really. I feel empty. And sad.

Anne Sexton, from a letter to Dennis Farrell featured in A Self-Portrait In Letters (via violentwavesofemotion)

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My lovely obsessions […] I need them. I sob. I wake up.

Anne Sexton, from The Complete Poems; “Leaves that Talk,” (via violentwavesofemotion)

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Claude Chabrol

- Les Cousins

(1959)

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I am athirst for thy beauty; I am hungry for thy body; and neither wine nor apples can appease my desire.

Oscar Wilde, Salome  (via starmaps)

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Poets and their readers may be separated by distance but if a spiritual unity between them is preserved, borders and barriers, whatever their nature, have not power.

Czesław Miłosz at the Nobel Banquet, December 10, 1980 (via thefoxhuntingman)

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We outgrow love like other things

Emily Dickinson, from Part Three: Love (XLIX) in “The Collected Poems Of Emily Dickinson” (via adrasteiax)

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Melissani Cave, Kefalonia, Greece

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there’s a lot of unspoken pressure to keep liking the things you used to like and to keep dressing the way you’ve always dressed and to never question what you believe in. basically “be yourself” has slowly morphed into “be what everyone knows you as”, but trust me when i say if you just give it up and simply make decisions and take actions based on what will make you the most happy, healthy, vibrant and radiant version of yourself, you’ll gain a very comforting sense of inner peace

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I am so tired of that old suffering.

Anne Sexton, from a letter to Alfred Sexton written c. September 1963 (via violentwavesofemotion)