Saturday, June 9, 2012

Delightfully Dark Quotes


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    1. Hi Luisa,

      Yep, I love him too! This quote actually made me laugh out loud! :)

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  2. And this is why that man is a genius and icon to me :)

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  3. Haha! I knew whose quote this was before I even finished reading it. :) Do you know much about Tim Burton's days at Disney? I learned a lot about his time there from one of his biographies. I'm afraid he didn't really fit in there. I read that he spent a lot of time under his desk, which weirded people out. I'm so glad that he found his own niche!

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    1. Hi Justine,

      This quote just keeps on giving in the amusement department for me. :) I recently read a long article on Tim Burton's time at Disney. Now I want to read a biography! He sounded very unhappy and on the verge of a nervous breakdown, but obviously that challenging time helped him to discover his authentic self as an artist. Perhaps if he hadn't sucked at the Disney-style and had been able to fake it, he may never have found his way back to the path of his own vision.

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  4. Hahaha! I believe it! I truly do.

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    1. Hi King Unicorn,

      Haha. I'd be interested to see some of Tim Burton's work from the Disney roadkill stage of his career.

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  5. The Gothic

    I am the poet of the dark
    cropping in cold gardens
    dead flowers
    with pale hands

    Am I being dark
    who watches the night
    with the look of a vampire
    trying to find beauty
    that lurks in every shadow

    My eyes painted black
    see what they can not
    be seen
    by mortal eyes

    I am the night mist
    ear of
    gargoyles
    the cathedrals

    I wander in the dark skies
    where the eyes of
    crows
    shine
    the magical twilight


    in the dark
    see the light
    few still
    produces
    and on earth where beings
    day
    creep
    gently with plan
    my wings
    dark angel

    My loneliness
    devours the hours
    waiting for the day is done
    to fall on me
    cover of night
    where daydream
    without arousing

    My verses written
    with blood
    runs like a warm rain
    in abandoned buildings
    where I leave the lament of a world
    ill
    recorded


    Disease left by beings
    day
    that destroy the world
    with their impious rage
    Who are the strangers?
    Or are you crazy?


    Leave me alone with my sorrow
    because the left is crying
    After all, someone needs to cry
    then
    it's me
    being of darkness
    Nosferatu

    Let me light my fire
    in the land of the dead souls
    I lie down on the tombstones cold and pies
    left by beings
    of old

    Let me sing
    dark bowels
    Close to me
    the world is sick
    maybe there is more healing
    someone needs to cry
    then it's me
    being the dark night

    Sandro Kretus

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    1. Hi Anonymous,

      Um... thank you for sharing this poem. Was there a particular reason? Are you Sandro Kretus?

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  6. Good Quote....Great Filmmaker......

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    1. Hi Dr. Theda,

      Yes, a great filmmaker indeed! :)

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