Posts tagged “Pic of the Day

Pic of the Day: “I never even knew the dame.” “You know she’s been murdered, don’t you?” “Yeah. So was Julius Caesar. I didn’t know him either.”



Pic of the Day: “Jesus, I am so scared. I’ve spent twenty years building up my ego, and when I really need it, it locks itself in the john.” “It’ll come back to you, trust me.”




Pic of the Day: “I sold flowers; I didn’t sell myself. Now you’ve made a lady of me, I’m not fit to sell anything else.”

Pic of the Day: “You know what I remembered in my dream?” “No, what did you remember?” “I remembered when I was older.” “When you were older?” “Yes, you were also there, but you were different. Do you remember?”

Pic of the Day: “The other day, I cried. But you know what? Fuck that day. That’s why God, or whoever, makes other days.”


Pic of the Day: “Little by little the look of the country changes because of the men we admire. You’re just going to have to make up your own mind one day about what’s right and wrong.”



Pic of the Day: “I remember one morning getting up at dawn, there was such a sense of possibility. You know, that feeling? And I remember thinking to myself: So, this is the beginning of happiness. This is where it starts. And of course there will always be more. It never occurred to me it wasn’t the beginning. It was happiness. It was the moment. Right then.”