what becomes of the brokenhearted
Richard Feynman’s Love Letter to His Wife Sixteen Months After Her Death
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Daydream delusion
Limousine eyelash
Oh, baby with your pretty face
Drop a tear in my wine glass
Look at those big eyes
See what you mean to me
Sweet cakes and milkshakes
I am a delusion angel
I am a fantasy parade
I want you to know what I think
Don’t want you to guess anymore
You have no idea where I came from
We have no idea where we’re going
Lodged in life
... See moreMilkshakes by David Jewell from the movie Before Sunrise
When I look in his eyes and he’s looking back at mine… everything feels… not quite normal. Because I feel stronger and weaker at the same time. I feel excited and at the same time…terrified. The truth is, I don’t know what I feel…except I know what kind of woman I want to be.
It’s as if i’ve reached the unreachable…and I wasn’t ready for it.
To wait for something is to value it, to want it, to yearn for it, but to face its absence, its attainment forestalled by time and circumstance. All true waiting — which is different from abstinence, delayed gratification, and other forms of self-discipline — has an element of helplessness to it and is therefore training ground for mastering the... See more
Maria Popova • The Marginalian
Arrival Ending Scene
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I knew only one thing—which I have learned well by now: Love goes very far beyond the physical person of the beloved. It finds its deepest meaning in his spiritual being, his inner self. Whether or not he is actually present, whether or not he is still alive at all, ceases somehow to be of importance.