Steffi Tu[b]e

This is a precious tumblr I tell you. Steffi from Toronto/Mississauga, Canada.

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Summer Over the City

anything anything anything anything anything

can still happen

Quotes are cheesy but not if they’re from books. Okay maybe a bit. 

"You’ve got to lapse into unknowingness, and give up your volition. You’ve got to do it. You’ve got to learn not-to-be, before you can come into being."

- D.H. Lawrence in Women in Love

"I could see the road ahead of me. I was poor and I was going to stay poor. But I didn’t particularly want money. I didn’t know what I wanted. Yes, I did. I wanted someplace to hide out, someplace where one didn’t have to do anything. The thought of being something didn’t only appall me, it sickened me. The thought of being a lawyer or councilman or an engineer, anything lie that, seemed impossible to me. To get married, to have children, to get trapped in the family structure. To go someplace to work every day and to return. It was impossible. To do things, simple things, to be part of family picnics, Christmas, the 4th of July, Labor Day, Mother’s Day… was a man born just to endure those things and then die? I would rather be a dishwasher, return alone to a tiny room and drink myself to sleep."

- Chapter 44 “Ham on the Rye” Bukowski

heidisaman:

"Much of the opportunity to make Grand Illusion I owe to Jean Gabin. Jean Gabin was already a big star and he helped me.  We peddled Grand Illusion in every office of Paris —- American companies, French companies, Italian companies — and nobody wanted it. It lasted two years, and Jean Gabin was with me. …They said well, a picture with Gabin is very good, but we don’t want the story.  Finally, I found a man who was not in the movies. He was a gambler and he had won a big amount of money at the stock exchange. And he said, “Well, I don’t know what to do with this money. You want to make a picture. Here is the money.”
— Jean Renoir on how he financed Grand Illusion
Still of Jean Gabin and gang from Grand Illusion (1937, dir. Jean Renoir)

Cassavetes on Cassavetes.

Just saying Cassavetes sounds nice