“The world is changed because you are made of ivory and gold. The curves of your lips rewrite history.”

“I was thinking about death and all. About seeing how you’re gonna die. I mean, on one hand, if dying was all you thought about, it could kind of screw you up. But it could kind of help you, couldn’t it? Because you’d know that everything else you can survive.”

Ewan McGregor as Curt Wild singing “TV Eye”, music of The Stooges (in the movie Velvet Goldmine).

Ewan, you’re so beautiful, I can’t

Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television, Choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players, and electrical tin can openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol and dental insurance. Choose fixed-interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisure wear and matching luggage. Choose a three piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pissing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked-up brats you have spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose life.

One of my favorites pictures: Ewan McGregor and Jonathan Rhys Meyers.

A kiss for commemorate :D

I think I will do some little Ewan spam…

Happy Birthday, Ewan McGregor!

Your fucking amazing man, thank you for all your wonderful movies.