sonic youths

You’re driving us down to the sunset,
Where the wind blows warm on the sand
Where the old trees smile to the Ocean
It feels like your smile is feeding the day
It’s like the flowers are dancing on your way

Anoraak

Don Draper: So, without making things worse, can i ask you a personal question?

Rachel Menken (RM): Don’t you want to get a second drink in me first?

DD (Ignores her question): Why aren’t you married?

RM: Are you asking what’s wrong with me?

DD: It’s just that you’re a beautiful, educated woman. Don’t you think getting married and having a family would make you happier than all the headaches that go along with… fighting people like me?

RM: If I weren’t a woman, I would be allowed to ask you the same question. And if I weren’t a woman, I wouldn’t have to choose between putting on an apron and the thrill of making my father’s store what I always thought it should be.

DD: So that’s it. You won’t get married because you find business to be a throw.

RM: That and (takes a drag on her cigarette)… I’ve never been in love. 

DD: She won’t get married because she’s never been in love. I think I wrote that once to sell nylons.

RM: For alot of people, love isn’t just a slogan.

DD: OH, you mean love. You mean the big lightning bolt to the heart, where you can’t eat and you can’t work and you just run off and get married and make babies. The reason you haven’t felt it is because it doesn’t exist. What you call love was invented by guys like me to sell nylons.

RM: Is the right?

DD: I’m pretty sure about it. You’re born alone and you die alone and this world just drops a bunch of rules on top of you to make you forget those facts. But I never forget. I’m living like there’s no tomorrow… because there isn’t one. (sips his whiskey)

RM: I don’t think I realised it until this moment, but it must be hard being a man, too.

DD: Excuse me?

RM: Mr Draper…

DD: Don

RM: Mr Draper, I don’t know what it is you really believe in, but I do know what it feels like to be out of place, to be disconnected, to see the whole world laid out in front of you, the way other people live it. There is something about you that tells me you know it too

DD: I don’t know if that’s true, you want another drink?

RM: No, but you can tell your boss you charmed me. (gets up and leave)

We all live in an artificial world, built upon by your bare hands and 2 decades of marriage. 
We were blind believers in your world, everything was perfect and nothing hurt. 
Blind as we may be, there were obvious cracks that we didn’t miss, 
but we chose to ignore it because we need you would fix it. 
yeah, fix the word