ナナコ [赤姫] - i want to have a machina heart -
07 August 2011 @ 02:33 am
DER TEIL DEN ICH VERSTEH IST HOME IST NUNMAL WHERE YOUR HEART IS  
"You know that point in your life when you realize that the house that you grew up in isn't really your home anymore?
All of the sudden even though you have some place where you can put your stuff that idea of home is gone. [...]
You'll see when you move out it just sort of happens one day one day and it's just gone. And you can never get it back.
It's like you get homesick for a place that doesn't exist. I mean it's like this rite of passage, you know. You won't have this feeling again until you create a new idea of home for yourself, you know, for your kids, for the family you start, it's like a cycle or something.
I miss the idea of it.
Maybe that's all family really is. A group of people who miss the same imaginary place."
[Garden State]
 
 
mood: thoughtful
 
 
ナナコ [赤姫] - i want to have a machina heart -
07 April 2010 @ 11:20 pm
EMILY BRONTE: STURMHOEHE  
"Während ich einen Monat schönsten Wetters an der See verlebte, geriet ich in die Gesellschaft eines bezaubernden Geschöpfes. Einer wahren Göttin, in meinen Augen.
Solange sie mir keine Aufmerksamkeit schenkte.
Ich gab mir meiner Liebe nie mit Worten Ausdruck. Doch wenn Blicke sprechen können, hätte auch der ärgste Dummkopf erraten, dass ich bis über beide Ohren verliebt war.
Sie verstand mich schließlich und erwiderte meine Augensprache mit dem süßesten Blick, den man sich vorstellen kann. Und was tat ich? Ich gestehe es voller Scham:
Ich zog mich zu Eis erstarrt in mich selbst zurück wie eine Schnecke. Zog mich bei jedem Blick abgekühlter und weiter zurück - bis die arme Unschuld schließlich anfing ihren eigenen Sinnen zu misstrauen.
Durch diese merkwürdige Veranlagung bin ich in den Ruf vorsätzlicher Herzenskälte gekommen - wie unverdient kann nur ich allein ermessen."


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mood: blank
tune: Laputa OST - Tenkuu no shiro laputa
 
 
ナナコ [赤姫] - i want to have a machina heart -
15 March 2010 @ 11:25 pm
YOU SOFT AND ONLY, YOU LOST AND LONELY  
"You know you've read a good book when you turn the last page and feel a little as if you have lost a friend."
[Paul Sweeney]
 
 
mood: cheerful
tune: Katie Melua - Just Like Heaven
 
 
ナナコ [赤姫] - i want to have a machina heart -
04 February 2010 @ 10:44 pm
 
I myself am made entirely of flaws, stitched together with good intentions.

[Augusten Burroughs, Magical Thinking]
 
 
mood: calm
 
 
ナナコ [赤姫] - i want to have a machina heart -
04 September 2009 @ 01:02 am
MICHAEL ENDE: DIE UNENDLICHE GESCHICHTE  
Wer niemals ganze Nachmittage lang mit glühenden Ohren und verstrubbeltem Haar über einem Buch saß und las und las und die Welt um sich her vergaß, nicht mehr merkte, dass er hungrig wurde oder fror-
Wer niemals heimlich beim Schein der Taschenlampe unter der Bettdecke gelesen hat, weil Vater oder Mutter oder sonst irgendeine besorgte Person einem das Licht ausknipste mit der gutgemeinten Begründung, man müsse jetzt schlafen, da man doch morgen früh aus den Federn sollte-
Wer niemals offen oder im geheimen bitterliche Tränen vergossen hat, weil eine wunderbare Geschichte zu Ende ging und man Abschied nehmen musste von den Gestalten, mit denen man gemeinsam so viele Abenteuer erlebt hatte, die man liebte und bewunderte, um die man gebangt und für die man gehofft hatte, und ohne deren Gesellschaft einem das Leben leer und sinnlos schien-
Wer nichts von alledem aus eigener Erfahrung kennt, nun, der wird wahrscheinlich nicht begreifen können, was Bastian jetzt tat.
 
 
tune: Daft Punk - Digital Love
 
 
ナナコ [赤姫] - i want to have a machina heart -
04 September 2009 @ 01:00 am
NEIL GAIMAN: SANDMAN  
'I am a dire wolf, preystalking lethal prowler', Chronozon says.
'I am a hunter, horse-mounted, wolf-stabbing', Morpheus replies.
'I am a horse-fly, horse-stinging, hunter-throwing.'
'I am a spider, fly-consuming, eight legged.'
'I am a snake, spider-devouring, poison-toothed.'
'I am an ox, snake-crushing, heavy-footed.'
'I am an anthrax, butcher-bacterium, life-destoying.'
'I am a world, space-floating, life-nurturing.'
'I am a nova, all-exploding, planet-cremating.'
'I am the Universe - all things encompassing, all life embracing.'
'I am anti-life, the beast of judgement. I am the dark at the end of everything. The end of universes, gods, worlds... of everything. And what will you be then, Dreamlord?'
'I am hope.'
 
 
tune: Daft Punk - Aerodynamic
 
 
ナナコ [赤姫] - i want to have a machina heart -
19 August 2009 @ 12:26 am
 
“It’s about . . . It’s about . . .” Scorpius paused. How could he even begin to explain what it was about? It was about everything he’d ever thought or hoped or dreamed or imagined. It was about friendship and courage and loyalty. But it was also about quiet things that, until then, he’d thought only he alone had felt. Things like loneliness and longing and a kind of exulting joy that sometimes licked at the edges of his consciousness with the caress of a flame.
(...)
“I know it’s made-up,” he said fiercely. “But that doesn’t mean it’s not real. To me.”

[Quote from some really amazing HP fanfiction. Found somewhere at HD Holidays.]
 
 
tune: Ryan Calhoun - Who we are
 
 
ナナコ [赤姫] - i want to have a machina heart -
27 July 2009 @ 12:43 pm
ZING WENT THE STRINGS OF MY HEART  
Eugene: [Opening narration] The speed of light is 299,792,458 metres per second. Pain travels through the body at 350 feet per second. Even a sneeze can reach a hundred miles per hour. And as for life? Well... that just bloody whizzes by.

Eugene: The average life is full of near misses and absolute hits, of great love and small disasters. It's made up of banana milkshakes, loft insulation, and random shoes. It's dead ordinary and truly truly amazing. What you've got to realise is it's all here now. So breathe deep and swallow it whole because take it from me, life just whizzes by.
 
 
tune: Martine McCutcheon - Zing went the strings of my heart
 
 
ナナコ [赤姫] - i want to have a machina heart -
05 July 2009 @ 11:47 pm
 
Most of you have been where I am tonight. The crash site of unrequited love. You ask yourself, How did I get here? What was it about? Was it her smile? Was it the way she crossed her legs, the turn of her ankle, the poignant vulnerability of her slender wrists? What are these elusive and ephemeral things that ignite passion in the human heart? That's an age-old question. It's perfect food for thought on a bright midsummer's night.


Martin Sage and Sybil Adelman, Northern Exposure, The Bumpy Road to Love, 1991
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