kindle my funeral pile, crown me with honorable death.
The important thing is not to stop questioning. Curiosity has its own reason for existing. One cannot help but be in awe when he contemplates the mysteries of eternity, of life, of the marvelous structure of reality. It is enough if one tries merely to comprehend a little of this mystery every day. Never lose a holy curiosity.
One night in 1953, Bogie, John Huston and some other friends were shooting the breeze rather tipsily about life and its meaning and the question arose as to whether there was any time of their lives they’d like to live over again. All of them except Bogie came up with cynical answers. Somebody said, “God forbid”. Somebody else: that he’d only like to cancel out a couple of times. Then Bogie spoke. “Yes, there’s a time I’d like to relive- the years that I have had with Betty.”
-Joe Hyams, Bogart & Bacall.
I was a kid in love for the first time. I was easy for me - I knew nothing about pitfalls. I was giving nothing but myself and I could do that without qualm. Never in my life had or has a man cared so much for me, wanted so much to protect me, surrond me with life’s joys, share everything. It made me want to return the care- to show him it was possiblle to be really happy with a woman, to give him children. I was determined to do that.
I confess that I only study Western costume so I will just put the caption that came with the bottom photo here: Formal wear for a lady, with a design of a seashore. Muromachi period, 14th century, Kyoto National Museum
Edit: I apologize if that’s not correct but that is the information that came with the photo. One of my followers had this to add: ‘Properly known as Junihitoe. Not sure where you got the Muromachi period from, the Heian period is 794-1185 CE’.
While filming the movie Sabrina, Audrey Hepburn rented a sublet apartment on Wilshire Boulevard in Beverly Hills. Photographer Mark Shaw captures this intimate moment of a young Audrey at her apartment enjoying a snack while reading a book, 1953.
Being born a woman is an awful tragedy… Yes, my consuming desire to mingle with road crews, sailors and soldiers, bar room regulars - to be a part of a scene, anonymous, listening, recording - all is spoiled by the fact that I am a girl, a female always in danger of assault and battery. My consuming interest in men and their lives is often misconstrued as a desire to seduce them, or as an invitation to intimacy. Yet, God, I want to talk to everybody I can as deeply as I can. I want to be able to sleep in an open field, to travel west, to walk freely at night…