mandag 26. oktober 2009

I see you behind the haze

http://www.bergen-filmklubb.no/images/Siste_Natten_med_gjengen.jpg
Found here
American graffiti, 1973

As we became older we slowly started to age.

It was not perfect. It was marred by what to come. What was really perfect was all that before that night. The summers, the wine, the smoke, the smiles, the laughter, the kissing, crying and cursing. The love we shared and the idea of eternity. Death was nothing and life was the same. It is only when we think of life as something that dies we become mortal. Those who don’t think they will die live forever.

9 kommentarer:

Rosie sa...

hello dear!

thank you ever so much for the sweet comment you left me, it made me smile lots :)

i adore this image!! that womans hair is wonderful!!

also i love the writing, especially the last line. so dreamy.

x

lancelonie sa...

Well-versed. Beautiful post! :)

Tammie Lee sa...

brilliant: It is only when we think of life as something that dies we become mortal.
Next line is wonderful too~

Greer sa...

great blog!

Stéphanie sa...

So great picture !

Stéphanie sa...

So great picture !
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Valentine sa...

I love this photo and what you wrote. It is true, when you get over your own mortality then you really start to live. :-)

xx

La Couturier sa...

love the new lay out (but then again i haven't visited in a while ): )

beautiful post, love!

bisous, xx

Eira sa...

åhh, det er så lenge siden jeg har lest bloggen din! dette var fintfint skrevet, og utrolig kult bilde!