“The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars.”

kolmapäev, november 3

- What are you writing?
- A novel.
- What's the story?
- There's no story. It's just people. Gestures, moments, bits of rapture, fleeting emotions.
In short - the greatest stories ever told.

(Kui õigesti mäletan, peaks see olema sellisest heast filmist nagu Waking Life.)
Siiralt, Teie kui kell kukkus

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