When everything was ready for my death, I began to write of what I know precisely, which you’ve never understood,…
Robert Bresson
Dig into your sensation. Look at what there is within. Don't analyze it with words. Translate it into sister images,…
Pedro Costa
Nha cretcheu, my love, meeting again will brighten our lives for at least 30 years. I’ll return to you renewed…
João César Monteiro
Love is hunger for another life, the desire for transit. When lovers kiss, they devour each other. They die into…
Tsai Ming-liang
No nightingale’s sweet tune, no flowers in bloom can soothe my heart so blue. I look out from my room…