The Red Desert, 1964

November 21, 2012 § Leave a comment

Is there a place in the world
where one goes to feel better?

Probably not


About eating habits

November 21, 2012 § Leave a comment


October 13, 2011 § Leave a comment

and if you listen very hard
the tune will come to you at last
where all are one and one is all
to be a rock and not to roll

About maths

September 4, 2011 § Leave a comment

For some strange reason, x the unknown to me always resembled a woman figure. While solving an equation we search for its value which is always changing and unstable (cherchez la femme). The situation may get complicated when another unknown is introduced, y, which has something from a man. And so, in mathematical functions you observe the relations between x and y. Some ancient Greek mathematician said that if you don’t understand the mathematics, you don’t understand life. Literature provides us just the echoes of somebody’s experience and points of view on life, but are there really any suggestions given in those formulas? I was never good at it.

Chuck Close 1968

September 2, 2011 § Leave a comment

I’m a square pig
In a round hole
Maybe there’s no place left
For my wounded soul


The unbearable lightness of being, 1988

August 19, 2011 § Leave a comment

– Tell me, Franz, why do you always have to take me to another city? Why don’t you ever want to make love to me in Geneva?
– I told you.
– Tell me again.
– Because I couldn’t go home and go to bed with my wife.
– You mean you couldn’t go from one bed to another bed the same day?
– That’s right.
– Why?
– I feel it would be humiliating to my wife, to me and to you.


Hiroshima mon amour, 1959

August 19, 2011 § Leave a comment


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