"I’ll never forget the day Marilyn and I were walking around New York City, just having a stroll on a nice day. She loved New York because no one bothered her there like they did in Hollywood, she could put on her plain-jane clothes and no one would notice her. She loved that. So as we we’re walking down Broadway, she turns to me and says ‘Do you want to see me become her?’ I didn’t know what she meant but I just said ‘Yes’- and then I saw it. I don’t know how to explain what she did because it was so very subtle, but she turned something on within herself that was almost like magic. And suddenly cars were slowing and people were turning their heads and stopping to stare. They were recognizing that this was Marilyn Monroe as if she pulled off a mask or something, even though a second ago nobody noticed her. I had never seen anything like it before."
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wolfcrown:
“I’ll never forget the day Marilyn and I were walking around New York City, just having a stroll on a nice day. She loved New York because no one bothered her there like they did in Hollywood, she could put on her plain-jane clothes and no one would notice her. She loved that. So as we we’re walking down Broadway, she turns to me and says ‘Do you want to see me become her?’ I didn’t know what she meant but I just said ‘Yes’- and then I saw it. I don’t know how to explain what she did because it was so very subtle, but she turned something on within herself that was almost like magic. And suddenly cars were slowing and people were turning their heads and stopping to stare. They were recognizing that this was Marilyn Monroe as if she pulled off a mask or something, even though a second ago nobody noticed her. I had never seen anything like it before.” - Amy Greene, wife of Marilyn’s personal photographer Milton Greene
(Fonte: beautilation, via oldfilmsflicker)
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"Io invece, in mezzo a tanto fervore d’interezza, mi sentivo sempre più triste e manchevole. Alle volte uno si crede incompleto ed è soltanto giovane."
Il visconte dimezzato - Italo Calvino (via
flamantrose)
@1 mese fa con 1 nota
"(…)
E non mi getterò sui binari,
non berrò veleno,
né potrò premere il grilletto sulla tempia.
Su me
oltre al tuo sguardo
non ha potere alcuna lama di coltello."
Lilička! Invece di una lettera, V. Majakovskij (via
alfaprivativa)
@1 mese fa con 30 note
anaimiaktion:
“Per poco il maggiore non scoppiò a ridere dalla gioia. Ma al mondo non c’è nulla di duraturo e perciò anche la gioia, nell’attimo che segue, non è già più così viva; poi essa diventa ancor più debole e, infine, inavvertitamente si confonde con lo stato d’animo abituale, come nell’acqua un cerchio prodotto dalla caduta d’un sassolino finisce per confondersi con la superficie liscia.”
— Il naso, Gogol’
(via biancolatte)
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