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Harper Pitt: Imagination can’t create anything new can it? It only recycles bits and pieces from the world and reassembles them into visions. Am I making sense right now? Prior Walter: Given the circumstances, yes. Harper Pitt: So when we think we’ve escaped the unbearable ordinariness and, well, untruthfulness of our lives it’s really only the same old ordinariness and falseness rearranged into the appearance of novelty and truth. Nothing unknown is knowable.

Angels in America (via bisexual-candyporn)

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The 20th century. Oh, Dear.

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Maybe I am a prophet.

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“Purple? Boy, what kind of a homosexual are you, anyway? That’s not purple, Mary, that color up there is mauve.”

Tony Kushner - Angels in America (via ishootpeopleinthishat)

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un poster de Angels in America, 

de cuando la dirigió Jeremy Skidmore y Michael Dove

allá en el 2009

Forum Theatre

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From Etsy

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“Purple? Boy, what kind of a homosexual are you, anyway? That’s not purple, Mary, that color up there is mauve.”

Tony Kushner - Angels in America (via ishootpeopleinthishat)

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Angels in America

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Harper: Joe will be so angry. I promised him. No more pills.

Prior: These pills you keep alluding to?

Harper: Valium. I take Valium. Lots of Valium.

Prior: And you're dancing as fast as you can.

Harper: I'm not addicted. I don't believe in addiction, and I never...well, I never drink. And I never take drugs.

Prior: Well, smell you, Nancy Drew.

Harper: Except Valium.

Prior: Except Valium; in wee fistfuls.

Harper: It's terrible. Mormons are not supposed to be addicted to anything. I'm a Mormon.

Prior: I'm a homosexual.

Harper: Oh! In my church we don't believe in homosexuals.

Prior: In my church we don't believe in Mormons.

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In the whole entire world, you are the only person, the only person I love or have ever loved. And I love you terribly. Terribly. That’s what’s so awfully, irreducibly real. I can make up anything but I can’t dream that away.

Tony Kushner, Angels in America (via viviling)

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You can’t outrun your occupation, Jonah. Hiding from me one place, you’ll find me in another. I-I-I-I stop down the road waiting for you. You know me, prophet. You’re a battered heart bleeding life in the universe of wounds.

Angels in America (via cdannaem)

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