"We Do Not Dislike Everything That Shines, But We Do Prefer A Pensive Lustre To A Shallow Brilliance,

"We do not dislike everything that shines, but we do prefer a pensive lustre to a shallow brilliance, a murky light that, whether in a stone or an artefact, bespeaks a sheen of antiquity... We do love things that bear the marks of grime, soot, and weather, and we love the colours and the sheen that call to mind the past that made them."

Jun'ichirō Tanizaki, 'In Praise of Shadows'

"You throw a torch into a pile of buildings, and when they are consumed, you sit among the ruins and lament the fall."

- Robert Walton

Frankenstein or, The Modern Prometheus

i love january 1st.. the girls are back from the club. and they are safe in their beds, asleep

I like love stories.

Eulogies of love that existed once; a merry-making of our limited time on earth as mortals that often feel intensely.

There are so many kinds of love. Most of the love stories end in tragedy and tragedy does not mean the death of a person; often times it's the death of love at the hands of duty, convenience, and sometimes, just life. But the remnants remain ever so long as time does. You take it to the grave and to the afterlife, and even to the next life if it exists and maybe that is why you are haunted by memories you do not remember; nostalgia of a place you've never set your foot upon; a tune you've encountered for the very first time and yet tears trickle down your cheeks, and oft you wonder why you feel so immensely.

It would be beautiful, wouldn't it?

To have you lay by my side on the grass; slowly being consumed by the green earth.

Of lost chances, forbidden love and remorse.

It's better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.

Films in frame: Past lives, La la land, Fleabag, Normal People, In the mood for love, Atonement, Potrait of a lady on fire, Maurice, Blue Valentine, Her