Death by exile


 A man tells his stories so many times that he becomes the stories.



The women of this country learned long ago, those without swords can still die upon them. I fear neither death nor pain.





I’ll miss you, John. I really will.




Blade Runner (1982)


Un ami reste toujours un ami



mariedeflor:

250 Favorite Classic Films in no particular order
Some Like it Hot (1959)
Jerry: I’m a man!
Osgood: Well, nobody’s perfect!