William Somerset: [Reading from one of John Doe’s journals] On the subway today, a man came up to me to start a conversation. He made small talk, a lonely man talking about the weather and other things. I tried to be pleasant and accommodating, but my head hurt from his banality. I almost didn’t notice it had happened, but I suddenly threw up all over him. He was not pleased, and I couldn’t stop laughing. —Seven (1995)
I am a forest, and a night of dark trees: but he who is not afraid of my darkness, will find banks full of roses under my cypresses. —Friedrich Nietzsche
With infrared film, the green of vegetation is shown as vibrant hues of red and magenta.
New York-based photographer Sean Lynch traveled to the lush landscape of Nepal and brought back these amazing infrared shots.
Nepal’s Lush Landscape Captured in Infrared
Holy Mary, Mother of God,
pray for us sinners,
now and at the hour of our death.
Are you married to an unfaithful world, would you carry the flags if they come unfurled?
Are you locked into a projection booth that shows the films of your troubled youth? —Jonathan fire eater, everybody plays the mime