Art & Other Drugs

a collection of the author’s artistic and literary inspirations /
quotations, photographs, paintings, films, etc. 
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all works cited

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“I’ve never been lonely. I’ve been in a room — I’ve felt suicidal. I’ve been depressed. I’ve felt awful — awful beyond all — but I never felt that one other person could enter that room and cure what was bothering me…or that any number of people could enter that room. In other words, loneliness is something I’ve never been bothered with because I’ve always had this terrible itch for solitude. It’s being at a party, or at a stadium full of people cheering for something, that I might feel loneliness. I’ll quote Ibsen, “The strongest men are the most alone.” I’ve never thought, “Well, some beautiful blonde will come in here and give me a fuck-job, rub my balls, and I’ll feel good.” No, that won’t help. You know the typical crowd, “Wow, it’s Friday night, what are you going to do? Just sit there?” Well, yeah. Because there’s nothing out there. It’s stupidity. Stupid people mingling with stupid people. Let them stupidify themselves. I’ve never been bothered with the need to rush out into the night. I hid in bars, because I didn’t want to hide in factories. That’s all. Sorry for all the millions, but I’ve never been lonely. I like myself. I’m the best form of entertainment I have. Let’s drink more wine!”
― Charles Bukowski

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Fifteen Films

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Kurt Cobain

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– Georges Suerat, drawings (with thanks to Richard Linklater’s “Before Sunrise”)

Milkshakes (from Before Sunrise)

Daydream delusion
Limousine Eyelash
Oh, baby with your pretty face
Drop a tear in my wineglass
Look at those big eyes
See what you mean to me
Sweet cakes and milkshakes
I am a delusion angel
I am a fantasy parade
I want you to know what I think
Don’t want you to guess anymore
You have no idea where I came from
We have no idea where we’re going
Lodged in life
Like two branches in a river
Flowing downstream
Caught in the current
I’ll carry you. You’ll carry me
That’s how it could be
Don’t you know me?
Don’t you know me by now?

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“Where are the people?” resumed the little prince at last. “It’s a little lonely in the desert…”
“It is lonely when you’re among people, too,” said the snake.
– Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince

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And so being young and dipped in folly, I fell in love with melancholy.
― Edgar Allan Poe

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An excerpt from the novel “Paper Towns” by John Green:

Did you know that for pretty much the entire history of the human species, the average life span was less than thirty years? You could count on ten years or so of real adulthood, right? There was no planning for retirement, There was no planning for a career. There was no planning. No time for planning. No time for a future. But then the life spans started getting longer, and people started having more and more future. And now life has become the future. Every moment of your life is lived for the future–you go to high school so you can go to college so you can get a good job so you can get a nice house so you can afford to send your kids to college so they can get a good job so they can get a nice house so they can afford to send their kids to college.

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Complicated, I know. But the gray areas intrigued me: how we hold on to the tiniest details when we encounter someone we’re bewitched by, and how the other person might not remember the most obvious things from that meeting; the cruelty and pain of being disremembered versus the alchemy of selective memory and how we twist and distort it to rationalize and justify what we want to believe about the object of our affection; how we misinterpret minutiae and mythologize the most insignificant looks and lilts of the voice; how the most meaningless actions can carry enormous, existentially romantic impact.” — Adam Rapp, Red Light Winter

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(photo from One Tree Hill)

Quote from One Tree Hill:

The boy saw the comet and he felt as though his life had meaning. And when it went away, he waited his entire life for it to come back to him. It was more than just a comet because of what it brought to his life: direction, beauty, purpose. There are many who couldn’t understand, and sometimes he walked among them. But even in his darkest hours, he knew in his heart that someday it would return to him, and his world would be whole again. And his belief in God and love and art would be re-awakened in his heart.

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It’s always gonna be there, isn’t it? You and me.

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An excerpt from The Woolgatherer:

If you don’t mean something, don’t tell me, alright? Because it makes me dream, and one dream makes another, and I’m lost in the bigness of the mountain and the curve of the road, and the engine was chugging hard, and there was this thin guardrail this far away and the breeze carried the scent of grass and wild flowers and I got scared because we got higher and higher and held tight to the seat and you laughed and said, “what’s that funny noise?” and I said, “what noise?” and you said, “o, no! the truck’s gonna explode!” and I punched you and we laughed and this cool breeze, this different breeze, touched us, this salt breeze, and we came around the bend in the mountain road and all of a sudden this tremendous bright light hit us, and it was so big you couldn’t see the beginning or the end and it was the Pacific Ocean glimmering like tin foil rolled out forever, and we couldn’t speak for a long time, and way down below us we saw the cities along the coast, like beads on a necklace, and we went down the mountain. And at the bottom we got out the truck and you took my arm and pulled me across the sand and into the waves and I screamed at the touch of the water and you laughed and we both went under and tasted the salt of the ocean and it was so good and we came up and kissed me hard on the mouth and I tasted your salt and a wave came over our heads and dunked us under and we laughed and got water in our mouths and spit at each other and everybody on the beach thought we were crazy but we didn’t care because we felt new again.

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Why didn’t I learn to treat everything like it was the last time? My greatest regret was how much I believed in the future.
― Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close

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“In my opinion, the best thing you can you do in life is find a person who loves you for exactly what you are. Good mood, bad mood, ugly, pretty, handsome, what have you, the right person will still think the sun shines out of your ass. That’s the kind of person that’s worth sticking with.” – Juno

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