Movies/documentaries
Allowing two objects (or persons) to have a different arrow of time and to cohexist in the same consistent timeline is impossible even just theoretically. It’s not sci-fi and not even magic, it’s simply something that doesn’t work. Continue reading
My take on the ending of “Martyrs” (2008)
Lots of discussions on the Internet. Continue reading
[young people] went out there to stop discrimination – not all discrimination, just some of it… Which is a weird form of discrimination, but…
Louis C.K. – “Sorry” special
I’m Thinking of Ending Things
Sometimes the thought is closer to the truth, to reality, than an action. You can say anything, you can do anything, but you can’t fake a thought. Continue reading
Rocco Siffredi and Candy Red chatting in “Rocco’s Intimate Casting 21”
– You’re a nymphomaniac. […] When I was young, I was like you. […] I’d just think about sex, all the time.
– Yes? And you fucked all the girls?
– I tried.
– But?
– I didn’t fuck all of them because it’s difficult for a man. But for the woman it’s more easy (sic): you can fuck everyone. Right?
– Yes.–, and she laughs.
– […] I’d say you’re confusing suicide with self-destruction. Almost none of us commit suicide, and almost all of us self-destruct. In some way, in some part of our lives: we drink, or we smoke, we destabilize the good job… or the happy marriage. But these aren’t decisions, they’re… they’re impulses. In fact, you’re probably better equipped to explain this than I am.
– What does that mean?
– You’re a biologist. Isn’t self-destruction coded into us? Programmed into each cell?
Annihilation (2018)
– What I mean is that some people are born to suffer, and if they’re made to suffer, it doesn’t matter because it’s what they were born for.
– That’s horrible.
– The world is horrible; the human being is horrible; but we can’t run away from it, because we are the horror. You have to accept it.
Skins (Pieles) – Eduardo Casanova
Why “We Are the Flesh” has a deeper twist ending than “The Sixth Sense”
filmcolossus.com, review by Jordan C. Johnson Continue reading
– No one really likes what they do.
– Then why do we do it?
– Because we’re driven. Maybe a bit insecure. We get into things when we’re young and because we think they mean something.
– And then we find out that they don’t.
– Oh, Susan, enjoy the absurdity of our world (ed. contemporary art business). It’s a lot less painful. And believe me, our world is a lot less painful than the real world.
“Nocturnal Animals”, the gay husband
Living with a woman is like sharing a bed with the CIA: nothing is secret.
Love
About the movie “Melancholia” – Florin Flueras
All other sorrow in comparison with this is a travesty of the real thing. For he experiences true sorrow, who knows and feels not only what he is, but that he is. Read the full page
The first time I watched Buffalo ’66 – Matteo Gagliardi
https://www.vice.com/it/article/znj883/buffalo-66-vincent-gallo[🡕] Continue reading
– So, tell me. Why do you want to kill yourself so badly? Mummy and daddy, they didn’t love you enough?
– No, it had nothing to do with anything like that.
– It has everything to do with “anything like that”.
The Suicide Theory
The Crazy Woman Next Door – Conversation with Alda Merini
Unfortunately, the soul, which by the way is what then writes and survives […], is the part that flies over matter and is the one that’s the most attentive and the most painful: namely, seeing the deterioration of the body, this soul distress itself, it… above all, it loses its way. Continue reading
After all, society was not prepared to accept people like us who had different life needs, who wanted to be in company but wanted to be alone, who wanted money but didn’t want it, who were a total contradiction, of life, of their id.
The Crazy Woman Next Door – Conversation with Alda Merini
To this question, as kids, my friends always gave the same answer: “Pussy.” Whereas I answered “The smell of old people’s houses.” The question was “What do you really like the most in life?” I was destined for sensibility. I was destined to become a writer. I was destined to become Jep Gambardella.
The Great Beauty
This is how it always ends. With death. But first there was life, hidden beneath the blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. It’s all settled beneath the chitter chatter and the noise. Silence and sentiment. Emotion and fear. The haggard, inconstant flashes of beauty. And then the wretched squalor and miserable humanity. All buried under the cover of the embarrassment of being in the world. Blah, blah, blah, blah… Beyond there is what lies beyond. I don’t deal with what lies beyond. Therefore, let this novel begin. After all, it’s just a trick. Yes, it’s just a trick.
Jep, “The Great Beauty”, ending
You’d be surprised by how many people aspire to be completely normal. We’re a race apart. You have to fight to the teeth for not end up being one of them. Read the full page
There are many ways of dying; the worst of them is to continue living.
This must be the place
Love is two weeks of happiness, two months of arguing and two years of recovering.
Q / Desire / Q: Amours, désirs et complications…
– No, no, you’ll have a thousand nights like this one. You won’t remember this. Everything will be forgotten.
– Everything?
– Everything.
– Why’s that?
– It’s sort of a natural… A law of nature.
– A rule?
– Yeah.
“Oslo, August 31st”
– It’s the only theme. The passing of time.
– You’re young and still think there’s something out there, floating… that resembles dreams. And there isn’t.
[…]
Let’s not discuss tastes. How could we ever understand each other? It’s like a 17th century knight meeting a rock singer. Young people like impossible things. And older people, the simplest. It’s like flying: when you’re young, you think you can fly. That your car just flies away. Flies away, I don’t know… from this country, from this bathroom, from this world. The whole point of fucking you was to fly with your wings… fly a little while. To get a little taste of youth.
[…]
– Real politicians make me sick. They deceive people.
– You think people want to know the truth. They’d rather be deceived.
– You can’t be happy if you don’t lie to yourself?
How many psychiatrists does it take to change a light bulb?
Only one. But it takes a lot of time and money, and the bulb has got to really want to change.
Sala samobĂłjcĂłw / Suicide Room
The park is now empty and bare[🡕], with an abandoned chain about it. The jungle gym, the slide and swing have rusted together. They’re all so terribly alone now. Where did all the children go? Didn’t they know that the park needed them?
A child’s intelligent heart can fathom the depth of many dark places. But can it fathom the delicate moment of its own detachment?
Detachment
I realized something today. I’m a non-person, Sarah. You shouldn’t be here. I’m not here. You may see me, but I’m hollow.
Detachment
When you’re walking down the hallway, or in class, how many of you have ever felt the weight pressing down on you? Hmm? I have. Everyone? Wow. Poe wrote about these things over a hundred years ago. So, as we read, we can see that “The House of Usher” is not merely an old decrepit castle in disrepair. It’s also a state of being.
«During the whole of a dull, dark, and soundless day in the autumn of the year, when the clouds hung oppressively low in the heavens, I had been passing alone, on horseback, through a singularly dreary tract of country; and at length found myself, as the shades of the evening drew on, within view of the melancholy House of Usher. I know not how it was – but, with the first glimpse of the building, a sense of insufferable gloom pervaded my spirit. I looked upon the simple landscape of the domain – upon the bleak walls – upon the white trunks of decayed trees – with an utter depression of soul. There was an iciness, a sinking, a sickening of the heart.»
Detachment; Henry teaching “The Fall of the House of Usher” by Edgar Allan Poe
Youth is beauty and beauty is youth. And that’s all you need to know.
Bruce in “Beautiful Kate”
Nature is Satan’s church.
Antichrist (2009), Lars von Trier
You love playing with that. You love playing with all your stuffed animals. You love your mommy, your daddy, your nature pajamas. You love everything, don’t ya? Yeah. But you know what, buddy? As you get older… some of the things that you love might not seem so special anymore, you know? Like your jack-in-the-box. Maybe you’ll realize it’s just a piece of tin and a stuffed animal… And the older you get, the fewer things you really love. And by the time you get to my age, maybe it’s only one or two things. With me, I think it’s one.
The Hurt Locker – James speaking to his son
– That was amazing. I wish I could play.
– Take lessons. You’d enjoy playing. If you knew more, you wouldn’t have such a high opinion of my playing.
Elegy
(At the zoo.)
– What do you see?
– Animals.
– Prisoners, held in a cage like us in a world without risk, or struggle, or danger. The only difference is that they are able to see the bars, and that takes away any hope of escape.
Choke / Soffocare
– The ceiling is probably the last thing people see. At least for 90% of the people who die. Probably. And if you die, the last thing you see will be printed in your eye. Like a photograph. Imagine all those people with ceilings in their eyes.
Water Lilies / Naissance des Pieuvres
– Do you still ask God for help?
– Certainly.
– And do you still feel lonely?
– Yes, I still do. I still do.
– Isn’t that really sad?
– Yes, that’s really sad.
But so is my life.
Galina Ustvolskaya in “Scream into Space”
https://dnamistakes.webcomic.ws/comics/pl/1570198[🡕]
No matter what one does, there is never enough time.
Invisible
Civilization has no appeal to me. The Eastern Peoples seem to live their lives more sensibly. Because they don’t have such distant goals as us, the white brotherhood. The East is… «If you are moving, then you are on the right path.» While for us, the path doesn’t matter – only reaching the goal. I want to go to the East, because there I will feel well. I’ll be able to enter the Present time.
The point is – to stop thinking. These days, we have too much information about everything. Internet, TV, radio… You can find out what goes on in the States at any given point.
For me drugs aren’t a specific substance: they’re anything that you’re addicted to. When you lose what you’ve been addicted to, you have to accept something different. I’ve accepted that all these “gods” we have, they’re all teachers. There is one god – they all serve him! Like in Hinduism: Vishnu, Brahma and Shiva – they are one god, who creates in three different ways.
I think we are on this planet for too short a time to waste it. And so, I live every day. From beginning to end, I experience it. I try to do everything I possibly can, take every kind of drug I could, to…
WIth opiates you have the sense that you are wasting your life. Sleeping. Then you say to yourself: «I’m sleeping!» So you get up, and try to do other things, other drugs; I do all sort of drugs, but I remain active. That’s why I won’t quit until I find a steady girlfriend: otherwise I’ll die of boredom. But I don’t have a sense of security, stability, that I could have a lasting relationship, with a future. A junkie pays more attention to himself. All of us are little “Narcissi”, blooming here in this canal. Everything is always uncertain, you are always alone, so you say to yourself: «What’s the point?!» If you had a wife, kids, TV, a newspaper… It’s kind of idyllic. That’s why there are movies to experience another life. More or less, that’s why there is art.
Kamen Petrov in “Invisible”
Her [ed. his mother’s] life was a failure, her marriage was a failure… And I’m a part of that failure. That’s probably how she sees it. And she wants to start over, but she doesn’t know how. You know what she does? She got an apartment, and she started decorating it in white and pink. Tsk! Why!? Total utopia.
What I mean is… She is starting with the things that should come last.
Invisible
People always end up the way they started out. No one ever changes. They think they do but they don’t. If you’re the depressed type now, that’s the way you’ll always be. If you’re the mindless happy type now, that’s the way you’ll be when you grow up. You might lose some weight, your face may clear up, get a body tan, breast enlargement, a sex change, it makes no difference. Essentially, from in front, from behind. Whether you are 13 or 50, you’ll always be the same.
Palindromes; also quoted in Morgondagen by Apati
The worst thing that can happen to a man who spends a lot of time alone, is to lack imagination. Life, already dull and repetitive in itself, becomes, without fantasy, a morbid spectacle.
The Consequences of Love, Paolo Sorrentino
Shane Carruth’s masterpiece. Read the full page
Time destroys all things.
Irréversible
Waking Life – Richard Linklater
A thousand years is but an instant. Read the full page
– Oh, was I mean? You can’t take it? The happening chick that you are?
– Lizzie, I’m not crying because you’re mean. I just can’t imagine how incredibly painful it must be to be you.
Prozac Nation
– You’re a… you’re a bit of a thinker, aren’t you?
– I don’t know.
– Well, you are.
Lost and Delirious – Mary and the gardener
[…] every living creature on Earth dies alone.
Donnie Darko
We pass the time of day to forget how time passes.
Amélie – Hipolito (the writer)
We live with our dreams, but in the end, only the truth remains. And unfortunately we understand it only when we are gone.
Family Pack / Que faisaient les femmes pendant que l’homme marchait sur la lune?
There are no more barriers to cross. All I have in common with the uncontrollable and the insane, the vicious and the evil, all the mayhem I have caused and my utter indifference toward it, I have now surpassed. My pain is constant and sharp, and I do not hope for a better world for anyone. In fact, I want my pain to be inflicted on others. I want no one to escape. But even after admitting this, there is no catharsis; my punishment continues to elude me, and I gain no deeper knowledge of myself. No new knowledge can be extracted from my telling. This confession has meant nothing.
Patrick Bateman in American Psycho
I’d like to share a revelation that I’ve had during my time here. It came to me when I tried to classify your species and I realized that you’re not actually mammals.
Every mammal on this planet instinctively develops a natural equilibrium with the surrounding environment, but you humans do not. You move to an area and you multiply and multiply until every natural resource is consumed and the only way you can survive is to spread to another area.
There is another organism on this planet that follows the same pattern. Do you know what it is? A virus. Human beings are a disease, a cancer of this planet. You’re a plague and we are the cure.
Agent Smith in “The Matrix”
You know, I know this steak doesn’t exist. I know that when I put it in my mouth, the Matrix is telling my brain that it is juicy and delicious. After nine years, you know what I realize? Ignorance is bliss.
Cypher in “The Matrix”
Did you know that the first Matrix was designed to be a perfect human world? Where none suffered, where everyone would be happy. It was a disaster. No one would accept the program. Entire crops were lost. Some believed we lacked the programming language to describe your perfect world. But I believe that, as a species, human beings define their reality through suffering and misery. The perfect world was a dream that your primitive cerebrum kept trying to wake up from. Which is why the Matrix was redesigned to this: the peak of your civilization.
Agent Smith in “The Matrix”
Neo: Why do my eyes hurt?
Morpheus: You’ve never used them before.
The Matrix
(In the psychiatric hospital)
Susanna: But what if you don’t have a secret?
Lisa: Then you’re a lifer, like me.
“Girl, Interrupted”
– Would you still love me if I couldn’t play?
– What?
– Would you still love me if I couldn’t play?
– You wouldn’t be you, if you couldn’t play.
– No, I want to know.
– Our bodies sway to music. «Oh, brightening glance, how can we know the dancer from the dance?»
– But don’t you wish, sometimes, that you couldn’t play, that you could just be ordinary?
– Like what? Live in the country? Making bread? Feeding chickens? Playing once a year with a bunch of amateurs?
– How dare you insult my sister like that…
– I wasn’t insulting her.
– Well, at least she chose her life. Not like you and me. We’re just trained freaks.
Hilary and Jackie, the movie about Jacqueline du Pré
– But dad, you’re talking, like, in 25 years. Sorry, but I’d rather be happy now than in 25 years.
– Sure, you’re right. Perhaps it’s not much of a comfort at the moment. But anyway…
– ’Cause in 25 years… That’s, like, 25 years. It doesn’t exist.
Show Me Love / Fucking Ă…mĂĄl
Dear world… I have confusion around me in every direction from my brain. I’ve tried and tried to make it here in this fucking world… but I think it was a mistake that I was ever born. I do not feel guilty about taking my own life. I’ve tried your ways. I’ve had a job since I was thirteen years old. Making a living was never a real problem for me. The problem was all I see is misery and darkness. Die, die, die. I’ll put a gun to my fucking head right now.
Gummo
Peoples got to work for a livin’. I believe in a blue-collar race. I think suicide’s the only way out[🡕] – out of life. I wanted to die. I tried to die, but I didn’t. They say it’s my depression, but what the fuck, man? I don’t fuckin’ know anymore. Which way should I fuckin’ turn, man?
Gummo
I knew a guy who was dyslexic… but he was also cross-eyed… so everything came out right.
Gummo
A woman’s shoulders are the front lines of her mystique, and her neck, if she’s alive, has all the mystery of a border town. A no-man’s land in that battle between the mind and the body.
The Devil’s Advocate
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 openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol and dental insurance; choose fixed-interest mortgage repayments; choose a starter home; choose your friends! Choose leisurewear and matching luggage; choose a three-piece suit 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 that you’ve spawned to replace yourselves. Choose your future; choose life.
But why would I want to do a thing like that? I chose not to choose life […]
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[…] the job, the family, the fucking big television, the washing machine, the car, the Compact Disc and electric tin opener, good health, low cholesterol, dental insurance, mortgage, starter home, leisure wear, luggage, three-piece suite, DIY, game shows, junk food, children, walks in the park, nine to five, good at golf, washing the car, choice of sweaters, family Christmas, indexed pension, tax exemption, clearing gutters, getting by, looking ahead, the day you die.
Trainspotting, intro and ending
Shut me in, Levante. Shut me in.
Libero (Massimo Ceccherini) inside the casket, in The Cyclone
The only unbearable thing, is that nothing is unbearable.
Arthur Rimbaud in “Total Eclipse” by Christopher Hampton
You know how I know it’s the end of the world? Because everything’s been done, every kind of music’s been tried, every government’s been tried, every fuckin’ hairstyle. How you gonna make it another thousand years, for Chrissake?
Max Peltier in “Strange Days”
– Have you ever seen a dead body?
– Only me own.
Naked
Terminator 2 – Apocalypse scene
Mitch: You ever been in love?
Curly: Once. I was driving a herd across the panhandle. Texas. I don’t know… Passed near this little dirt farm right about sundown. Out in the field was this young woman, working down in the dirt. Just about then, she stood up to stretch her back. Ah… Ah… She was wearing a little cotton dress, and the settin’ sun was right behind her, showing the shape that God gave her.
Mitch: What happened?
Curly: Ah! I just turned around and rode away.
Mitch: Why?
Curly: I figured it wasn’t gonna get any better than that.
Mitch: Yeah, but you could have been, you know… with her.
Curly: I’ve been with lots of women…
Mitch: Yeah, but you know, she could have been the love of your life.
Curly: She is.
[…]
Curly: Do you know what the secret of life is?
Mitch: No, what?
Curly: *points index finger skyward* This.
Mitch: Your finger?
Curly: One thing. Just one thing. You stick to that and everything else don’t mean shit.
Mitch: That’s great, but… what’s the “one thing?”
Curly: *smiles and points his finger at Mitch* That’s what you gotta figure out.
City Slickers
That one passion, that all-encompassing passion that saves a lot of men, whatever that happens to be for a given individual, and that a lot of unlucky ones will never find in all their life.
Sometimes it feels like they just… they just want to rip you open. So I just shut up and let ’em do their thing. I close my eyes. I don’t want to see the hate in their faces. Continue reading
A coin is examined, and only after careful deliberation, given to a beggar, whereas a child is flung out into the cosmic brutality without hesitation.
Peter Wessel Zapffe – “The Humorous Pessimist”, documentary
Tully: You know, in the guest house, you could write in peace.
Henry: Hey, Tully baby… Nobody who could write worth a damn could ever write in peace, Jesus…
Barfly
Some people never go crazy. What truly horrible lives they must lead.
Barfly
Henry: Hey, you don’t believe in that crap, do you?
Wanda: Sure. The more crap you believe in, the more better off you are.
Barfly
The Annunciation – András Jeles
We exist, and yet we do not exist. Read the full page
– What is the Nothing?
– It’s the emptiness that’s left. It’s like a despair, destroying this world, and I have been trying to help it.
The NeverEnding Story
(Facing a huge ghost)
– Sorry, Venkman. I’m terrified beyond the capacity for rational thought.
Egon in “Ghostbusters”
God: he can’t find us any better than Santa Claus.
The Blue Lagoon
The sentence, otherwise obvious, carries weight because of the context of the film, as it is spoken by castaway “children”.
Life is a state of mind.
Being There
Horror and mortal terror are your friends. If they are not, then they are enemies to be feared.
[…]
Colonel Kurtz, Apocalypse Now
Translated with the help of LLMs from the Florentine dialect (WTFPL).
We are that breed that’s never quite alright, jump ditches by day, skip dinner by night. I’ll shout it loud till I’m hoarse and dry: we barely get laid even though we try. We’re the ones who pack the cinema tight, to see naked girls, jerkin’ off all night.
Yet nature still whispers, through valley and hill, that caterpillars can fly, if they’ve got the will. But we’re the breed that defies all the rules: born as worms… still worms we stay, like fools. We’ve been fucked by misery, went in raw, no glove: didn’t pull out clean, now we’re stuck with bad love.
Bozzone in “Berlinguer, I Love You” (Giuseppe Bertolucci)
– Well, you know, I’ve been observing you here now for the last four weeks, and I don’t see any evidence of mental illness at all. And I think that you’ve been trying to put us on, all this time.
– You know, what do you want me to do? *mimics crazy gestures* You know what I mean, is that it? Is that crazy enough for you? Want me to take a shit on the floor? Tsk! Christ…
One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest
– I saw the ocean, and I saw a mountain, and there were many people climbing up the mountain. It was like a procession. There was a lot of fog. I couldn’t see it very clearly, but at the very top was Death.
The Enigma of Kaspar Hauser
– I’m so happy to meet you, Kaspar. Tell me, what was it like in that dark cellar of yours?
– Better than outside!
The Enigma of Kaspar Hauser
Two useful lessons, of course: loneliness, isolation, exclusion on the one hand, then the continued distrust of the other caused by the loneliness, the isolation and the exclusion. And this as a child already…
My mother gave me away. I lay on a fishing cutter with a woman in Holland, in Rotterdam, for one year. My mother visited me every three or four weeks there. I don’t think that she cared much for me then. This changed, however, later. I was one year old, we went to Vienna, but the distrust even continued when I was brought to my grandfather who really loved me, in contrast to my mother. Then the walks with him, all these figures, male figures; in my later books, this is always my grandfather on my mother’s side. But beside my grandfather, again and again, you are alone. You can only develop alone, you will always be alone, the consciousness that a leopard can’t change its spots. Everything else is deception, doubt. It doesn’t change… During the school days, completely alone. You have a neighbor at school and you are alone. You talk to people, you are alone. You have views, strange ones, your own, you are always alone. And if you write a book, or as I write books, then you are even more alone…
It is impossible to make oneself heard. Solitude and loneliness become increased loneliness, isolation. Finally, you change the scenes more and more quickly. One puts his trust in bigger and bigger cities, the small town is not sufficient anymore, not Vienna, not even London. You have to go to another country, you try to go here and there, foreign languages, is it Brussels? Or maybe Rome? And there you go. And you are always alone with yourself and your increasingly dreadful work.
Thomas Bernhard – “Three Days”, documentary
Our Lady of the Turks – Carmelo Bene
He who has never thought about death is perhaps immortal. This is how you can see the Virgin Mary. Read the full page
We should give the sense of death back to people.
Partner – P.P. Pasolini
Translated from Italian by me (WTFPL).
If you spend time with the most erudite ones, it doesn’t mean that you get close to the absolute.
Carmelo Bene – Our Lady of the Turks
Translated from Italian by me (WTFPL).
He who has never thought about death is perhaps immortal. This is how you can see the Virgin Mary.
Carmelo Bene – Our Lady of the Turks
(Giuliana and her son, in front of the factories)
– Why is that smoke yellow?
– Because it’s poison.
– But then, if a little bird flies through it, it dies.
– Well, by now the little birds know, and they don’t fly through it anymore.
Red Desert (“Il deserto rosso”) – Final scene
– I haven’t recovered. I never will. Never…
[…]
– Don’t say that. Calm down. What are you afraid of?
– The streets, the factories, the colors, the people… everything!
[…]
– There’s something terrible about reality and i don’t know what it is. No one will tell me. Even you don’t help me, Corrado.
Giuliana in “Red Desert” (“Il deserto rosso”)
The Fire Within (Le feu follet / Fuoco fatuo) – Louis Malle
– You still have feelings of anxiety? Continue reading
Who Works Is Lost (Chi lavora è perduto) – Tinto Brass
The world be damned, breaking your back for a slice of bread. Damned be the world, either you die of hunger or you die or boredom. Continue reading
Translated from Italian by me (WTFPL).
We asked the woman if there was one thing she wanted more than anything else in life. She looked at us, puzzled. Then, in a half voice, she said: “To sleep. Three days in a row.” “Nothing else?” we asked. She nodded. “To die,” she replied; and she wasn’t joking.
Fazzoletti di terra (“Patches of Earth”), a documentary by Giuseppe Taffarel about two elderly farmers from Val di Brenta.
– See how the smoke trembles in the roof hole? As if whimpering and afraid. Yet it’s only going out into the open air, where it has the whole sky to tumble about in. But it doesn’t know that. So it cowers and trembles under the sooty ridge of the roof. People are the same way. They worry and tremble like leaves in a storm, because of what they know and what they don’t know.
The Virgin Spring / Jungfrukällan
Time Stood Still – Ermanno Olmi
People’s feelings have changed. Read the full page
I have the courage. It’s fear that gets the better of me.
Totò as Figaro in “Figaro qua, Figaro là ” (“Figaro Here, Figaro There”)
Hvad er ungdom? En drøm. Hvad er kærlighed? Drømmens indhold.
What is youth? A dream. What is love? The content of the dream.
Søren Kierkegaard – “Either/Or: A Fragment of Life”. Quoted in the movie “Another Round” (2020)