Life imitates art far more than art imitates life.

“A few times in my life I’ve had moments of absolute clarity, when for a few brief seconds the silence drowns out the noise and I can feel rather than think, and things seem so sharp. And the world seems so fresh as though it had all just come into existence. I can never make these moments last. I cling to them, but like everything, they fade. I have lived my life on these moments. They pull me back to the present, and I realize that everything is exactly the way it was meant to be.” - A Single Man (2009)

(Source: cesarelucrezia)

But ‘now’ isn’t simply ‘now’. ‘Now’ is also a cold reminder: one whole day later than yesterday, one year later than last year. Every ‘now’ is labeled with its date, rendering all past ‘nows’ obsolete, until — later or sooner — perhaps — no, not perhaps — quite certainly: it will come. 

(Source: pacinglee)

“A few times in my life I’ve had moments of absolute clarity, when for a few brief seconds, the silence drowns out the noise and I can feel, rather than think. And things seem so sharp, and the world seems so fresh. It’s as though it had all just come into existence. I can never make these moments last. I cling to them, but like everything, they fade. I’ve lived my life on these moments. They pull me back to the present. And I realise that everything is exactly the way it’s meant to be.”

(Source: grimmershadow)

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(Source: steven-moffat)