29 de diciembre de 2010

I think my new heart will love you as much as my old one

Sam:
But hey you know what?
As soon as you get out of here, we're gonna start from scratch.
Get a little house on the beach, do it right, ya know?
Chase seagulls, what do you say?
As soon as you get out, I'll be right here.
Clay:
I think my new heart will love you as much as my old one

He is Awake

There are no excuses for what we did, there's no defense,
no one to blame but us, we got what we deserved.
Clay would have his revenge, and justice would finally be served,
but despite all the secrets, despite all the lies, and a terrible loss,
one thing really matters now, he is awake.

15 de diciembre de 2010

J-A-M-A-I-S

J’aime bien les osselets, le monopoly  mais seulement quand j’tiens la banque. J’adore jouer aux billes  je gagne tout l’temps. Le jeu de l’oie, c’est franchement débile. Enfin, toujours moins que les dames, le rubis cube, et toutes ces conneries des pays de l’est. Les devinettes, c’est pas mon truc. Yams, crapette, marelle, c’est ok. Oh, chat perché, ça passe encore, mais ça s’arrête là. 
Mais il y a un jeu auquel il ne faut jamais jouer 
 je dis bien 
J-A-M-A-I-S
 même si c’est votre meilleure amie qui vous le propose
C’est de se faire ensevelir dans un bloc de béton.

10 de diciembre de 2010

But we also fall in love...

Coulmier:
It's not even a proper novel. It's nothing but an encyclopedia of perversions. Frankly, it even fails as an exercise in craft. The characters are wooden, the diologue is inane. Not to mention the repetition of words like "nipple" and "pikestaff".
Marquis de Sade:
There I was taxed; it's true.
Coulmier:
 And such puny scope. Nothing but the worst in man's nature.
Marquis de Sade:
I write of the great, eternal truths that bind together all mankind. The whole world over, we eat, we shit, we fuck, we kill and we die.
Coulmier:
But we also fall in love, we build cities, we compose symphonies, and we endure. Why not put that in your books as well.  

4 de diciembre de 2010

Being with you it’s made me feel like I was somebody else

I know what you mean about wishing somebody else wasn’t there. It’s just, usually, it’s myself that I wish I could get away from. Seriously, think about this. I have never been anywhere that I haven’t been. I’ve never had a kiss when I wasn’t one of the kissers. You know, I’ve never gone to the movies when I wasn’t there in the audience. I’ve never been out bowling if I wasn’t there making some stupid joke.

I think that’s why so many people hate themselves. Seriously. It’s just they are sick to death of being around themselves. Let’s say that you and I were together all the time. You’d start to hate a lot of my mannerisms. The way, the way every time that we would have people over I’d be insecure, and I’d get a little too drunk. Or the way I tell the same stupid, pseudo-intellectual story again and again. You see I’ve heard all those stories so of course I’m sick of myself.

But being with you it’s made me feel like I was somebody else. I mean the only other way to lose yourself like that is, you know, dancing or alcohol or drugs, or stuff like that.

22 de noviembre de 2010

It’s like our time together is just ours.

It’s so weird. It’s like our time together is just ours.
It’s our own creation.
It must be like I’m in your dream, and you in mine.
And what’s so cool is that this whole evening,
all our time together, shouldn’t officially be happening.”

20 de noviembre de 2010

Amor es poner la vida a los pies del otro,

Mi felicidad, mi éxito era lo único que se oía. 
Amor es poner la vida a los pies del otro
y de eso son incapaces las personas de hoy en día...

14 de noviembre de 2010

Quiero recordar la última vez que fuimos felices

Meredith:
Si, casi muero hoy. Derek!, 
no puedo recordar nuestro último beso
Lo único en lo que pensaba era que iba a morir y
 no podía recordar la ultima vez que te besé. 
Es patético, pero quiero recordar la última vez que fuimos felices
No paro de intentar recordarlo y no puedo Derek, no soy capaz.

Shepherd:
Me alegro de que estés viva. 
Fue un jueves por la mañana. 
Llevabas esa camiseta de Darthmouth que te sienta tan bien, 
la que tiene un agujero. Te habías lavado el pelo y olía como a flores. 
Yo llegaba tarde a operar, dijiste que nos veríamos luego, 
te acercaste a mi, te apoyaste en mi pecho y... 
me besaste, un beso, rápido de los normales como 
si fuéramos a hacerlo a diario el resto de nuestra vida
Seguiste leyendo el periódico y yo me marché. 
Ese fue el último beso.

12 de noviembre de 2010

La verdad es dolorosa…

La verdad es dolorosa… 
En el fondo, nadie quiere escucharla, 
especialmente cuando afecta a lo más cercano. 

A veces decimos la verdad porque la verdad 
es todo lo que tenemos para dar… 

A veces, decimos la verdad porque necesitamos oírlo bien alto 
para oírnos a nosotros mismos… 
Y a veces, decimos la verdad porque no podemos más…

7 de noviembre de 2010

I have this planet of regret, sitting on my shoulders...

What happened was that, um,
I kind of got this arcane glimpse of the universe.
And the best thing that I can say about that is, uh… I don’t know.
I have this planet of regret, sitting on my shoulders.

And you have no idea how much I wish that
 I could go back to that morning after we made love,
and do everything different. But I know that I can’t. So.
 I thought that I would come here and tell you something.

 And what I wanted to tell you, is that I love you.
And uh I just wanted to make sure that that was clear,
so there wasn’t any confusion

6 de noviembre de 2010

I just wanted him to let go of me...

I didn’t hate him. I just wanted him to let go of me.
And now that he has, it hurts me more
than anything else in the whole world.
This is where we met... Right here.  

5 de noviembre de 2010

I just didn’t feel ready to like someone that much...

I felt like I had to get out of there because
I might really care about you.
And it scared me so much because 
that meant that you could hurt me.
Maybe I just didn’t feel ready to 
like someone that much. 

4 de noviembre de 2010

I associate you only with the good

You are part of my existence, part of myself.
You have been in every line I have ever read.
You have been in every prospect I have ever seen 
 on the river, on the sails of the ships, on the marshes,
in the clouds, in the light, in the darkness,
in the wind, in the woods, in the sea in the streets.
You have been the embodiment of every graceful
fancy that my mind has ever become accquainted with.
The stones of which the strongest London buildings
are made are not more real, or more impossible to be
displaced by your hands, than your presence and
influence have been to me, there and everywhere, and will be.
To the last hour of my life,
you cannot choose but remain part of my character,
part of the little good in me, part of the evil.
But in this separation, I associate you only with the good,
and I will faithfully hold you to that always,
for you must have done me far more good than harm.
Let me feel now what sharp distress I may

30 de octubre de 2010

No hay relación sin riesgo.

No hay relación sin riesgo. 
El amor es una experiencia peligrosa y atractiva, 
eventualmente dolorosa y sensorialmente encantadora. 

Este agridulce implícito que lleva todo ejercicio amoroso puede 
resultar especialmente fascinante para los atrevidos y 
terriblemente amenazante para los inseguros. 
El amor es poco previsible, confuso y difícil de domesticar.

29 de octubre de 2010

Te amo, sabes que no te miento...

Si estás a mi lado, me encanta, lo disfruto, me alegra, me exalta el espíritu; pero si no estás, aunque lo resienta y me hagas falta, puedo seguir adelante. Igual puedo disfrutar de una mañana de sol, mi plato preferido sigue siendo apetecible (aunque como menos), no dejo de estudiar, mi vocación sigue en pie, y mis amigos me siguen atrayendo. 

Es verdad que algo me falta, que hay algo de intranquilidad en mí, que te extraño, pero sigo, sigo y sigo. Me entristece, pero no me deprimo

Puedo continuar haciéndome cargo de mí mismo, pese a tu ausencia. Te amo, sabes que no te miento, pero esto no implica que no sea capaz de sobrevivir sin ti

He aprendido que el desapego es independencia y ésa es mi propuesta... No más actitudes posesivas y dominantes... Sin faltar a nuestros principios, amémonos en libertad y sin miedo a ser lo que somos...

27 de octubre de 2010

Understanding someone sharing something.

I believe if there’s any kind of God it wouldn’t be in any of us,
not you or me but just this little space in between.
If there’s any kind of magic in this world
it must be in the attempt of understanding
someone sharing something.
 I know, it’s almost impossible to succeed but who cares really?
 The answer must be in the attempt

26 de octubre de 2010

Girl Anachronism

I'm a vindictive little bitch, truth be told.

Clem: My name's Clementine, by the way
Joel: I'm Joel.
Clem: Hi, Joel. Hey no jokes about my name.
Oh, no, you wouldn't do that.You're trying to be nice
Joel: I don't know any jokes about your name.
Clem: Huckleberry Hound.
Joel: I don't know what that means.
Clem: Huckleberry Hound? What are you, nuts? 

Joel: It's been suggested. 
Clem: Oh, my darlin', oh, my darlin' Oh, my darlin' Clementine
You were lost and gone forever dreadful sorry Clementine ...No?

Joel: I'm sorry. Just... It's a pretty name, though. It really is nice.
It's, uh...It means "merciful."Right? Clemency?
Clem: Although it hardly fits. I'm a vindictive little bitch, truth be told.
Joel: I wouldn't think that about you.
Clem: Why wouldn't you think that about me?
Joel: I don't know.I just...I don't know. I just, uh...You seem nice, so...
Clem: Oh, now I'm nice? Oh, God.
Don't you know any other adjectives?
I don't need "nice." I don't need myself to be it,
and I don't need anybody else to be it at me.
Joel:Okay.
Clem: Joel?, It's Joel, right?
Joel: Yes.
Clem: I'm sorry I yelled at you. I'm a little out of sorts today.

My embarrassing admission is, I really like that you're nice right now. I mean, I can't tell from one moment to the next what I'm gonna like, but right now...I'm glad you are.

25 de octubre de 2010

If you ever leave me I will go with you...

To Love: I didn't ask you to stay. But you stayed.
I never asked you who you were Or what you wanted.
You were simply there.
What did you want from me, love?
Was I not stronger alone?
And did I ever need you? But stay a bit longer.
Not long until they stop asking how I am and I stop answering, "Fine."
Everyone can tell at a glance: You are here.
If you ever leave me I will go with you

Top five things I miss about Laura...

Top five things I miss about Laura.

1
Sense of humor. Very dry, but it can also be warm and forgiving. And she’s got one of the best all time laughs in the history of all time laughs, she laughs with her entire body.
2
She’s got character. Or at least she had character before the Ian nightmare.
3

I miss her smell, and the way she tastes. It’s a mystery of human chemistry and I don’t understand it, some people, as far as their senses are concerned, just feel like home. 4
I really dig how she walks around. It’s like she doesn’t care how she looks or what she projects and it’s not that she doesn’t care it’s just, she’s not affected I guess, and that gives her grace.
5
she does this thing in bed when she can’t get to sleep, she kinda half moans and then rubs her feet together an equal number of times… it just kills me.


Believe me, I mean, I could do a top five things about her that drive me crazy but it’s just your garden variety women you know, schizo stuff and that’s the kind of thing that got me here.

You need only the courage to follow your heart...

What and If are two words as non-threatening as words can be. But put them together side-by-side and they have the power to haunt you for the rest of your life: What if? What if? What if?

I don't know how your story ended but if what you felt then was true love, then it's never too late. If it was true then, why wouldn't it be true now? You need only the courage to follow your heart.

I don't know what a love like Juliet's feels like - love to leave loved ones for, love to cross oceans for but I'd like to believe if I ever were to feel it, that I will have the courage to seize it. And, Claire, if you didn't, I hope one day that you will

I think she's the saddest girl...

I think she's the saddest girl to ever hold a martini. 

A novel must show how the world truly is...

A novel must show how the world truly is,
how characters genuinely think,
how events actually occur.
A novel should somehow reveal
the true source of our actions.  

24 de octubre de 2010

One day you'll know what love truely is...

You can do whatever you want with your life
but one day you'll know what LOVE truely is.
It's the sour and the sweet and I know the sour
which allows me to appreciate the sweet.

Blue Valentine


Welcome to the world of the emotionally mature...

Troy:
I don't want to lose you. 
I've never had an experience like this before. 
I've never had sex with somebody that I loved before.

Lelaina:
Well congratulations. 
Welcome to the world of the emotionally mature
It's a really nice place to visit.

23 de octubre de 2010

I’m sure that’s when I know I’m really in love...


You know how some people say after a few years how a couple would begin to hate each other by anticipating their reactions or getting tired of their mannerisms; 
I think it would be the opposite for me. 
I think I can really fall in love when 
I know everything about someone...
The way he’s going to part his hair, which shirt he’s going to wear that day, knowing the exact story he’d tell in a given situation. I’m sure that’s when I know I’m really in love

Me and Marilyn Monroe at job :)



I guess that means we’re married!

Clementine: What took you so long?
Joel: I just walked in.
Clementine: Mmhmm. You miss me?
Joel: Oddly enough I do.
Clementine: You said ‘I do’! I guess that means we’re married. 

Joel: I guess so.
Clementine:
Tomorrow night? Honeymoon on ice?

Well, we're just going to have to pretend...

Frank: 
Baby, you and me, I can't have that in the real world. I can't live without you. But I can't be with you.
What do you do, huh? What do you do?
Lonette: 
Well, we're just going to have to pretend, then, aren't we? 

22 de octubre de 2010

My dreams are a cruel joke...

My dreams are a cruel joke. They taunt me.
Even in my dreams I’m an idiot…
who knows he’s about to wake up to reality.
If I could only avoid sleep. But I can’t.
I try to tell myself what to dream.
I try to dream that I am flying.
Something free. It never works...

21 de octubre de 2010

I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you...

When I woke up this morning,
I saw you smile, that smile, and I knew that
I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you

20 de octubre de 2010

There's no such thing as destiny...

There's no such thing as destiny.
There are only different choices.
Some choices are easy, some aren't.
Those are the really important ones,
the ones that define us as people.

19 de octubre de 2010

That will eventually begin to fade...

I understand feeling as small and as insignificant as humanly possible. And how it can actually ache in places you didn’t know you had inside you. And it doesn’t matter how many new haircuts you get, or gyms you join, or how many glasses of chardonnay you drink with your girlfriends… you still go to bed every night going over every detail and wonder what you did wrong or how you could have misunderstood. And how in the hell for that brief moment you could think that you were that happy. And sometimes you can even convince yourself that he’ll see the light and show up at your door. And after all that, however long all that may be, you’ll go somewhere new. And you’ll meet people who make you feel worthwhile again. And little pieces of your soul will finally come back. And all that fuzzy stuff, those years of your life that you wasted, that will eventually begin to fade.

We were close, so close, ever so close...

You moved from Boston to Paris into a little apartment on the rue du Faubourg-Saint-Denis. I shoed you our neighborhood, my bars, my school. I introduced you to my friends, my parents. I listened to your texts, your singing, your hopes, your desires, your music. You listened to mine. My Italian, my German, a bit of Russian. I gave you a walkman. You gave me a pillow. And one day, you kissed me. Time went by, time flew and everything seemed so easy, so simple, so free, so new, so unique. We went to the movies, we went dancing, we went shopping, we laughed, you cried, we swam, we smoked, we shaved, sometimes for no reason, or for a reason. Yes, sometimes for a reason. I brought you to the academy, I studied for my exams, I listened to your singing, to your hopes, your desires, your music. You listened to mine.
We were close, so close, ever so close. We went to the movies, we swam, we laughed. You screamed, sometimes for a reason and sometimes without. Time went by, time flew. I brought you to the academy, I studied for my exams. You listened to my Italian, German, Russian, French. I studied for my exams. You screamed, sometimes for a reason. Time went by for no reason. You screamed for no reason. I studied for my exams, my exams, my exams. Time went by, you screamed, you screamed, you screamed.
 I went to the movies...

18 de octubre de 2010

Amarte Duele

Chingue su madre si te gusta el frijol ps vas! ...

I always tell the girls, never take it seriously...

I always tell the girls, never take it seriously,
 if you never take it seriosuly, you never get hurt,
If you never get hurt, you always have fun,
and if you ever get lonely,
just go to the record store and visit your friends. 

Maybe from your dreams ...

Elizabeth:
Why do I know you?
David:
Maybe from your dreams
Elizabeth:
 It wasn't a dream 
David:
No 

What you feel only matters to you!

Stop talking about love.
Every asshole in the world says he loves somebody.
Means nothing! What you feel only matters to you.
It’s what you do to the people you say you love,
that’s what matters. It’s the only thing that counts.

There is no such thing as a mistake...

Connie:
I think this was a mistake.
Paul:
There is no such thing as a mistake.
There are things you do, and things you don't do

Somebody like you can really make things all right for me...

Marion:
Oh Harry, I love you.
You make me feel like a person,
like I’m me and I’m beautiful.

Harry:
You are beautiful.
You’re the most beautiful woman in the world.
You’re my dream.

Marion:
That’s nice, Harry.
Other people have told me that before, and it was meaningless.
When you say it, I hear it.

Harry Goldfarb:
Somebody like you can really make things all right for me.

16 de octubre de 2010

we are supposed to live happily ever after...

Danielle:
You, sir, are supposed to be charming.
Henry:
And we, princess, are supposed to live happily ever after.
Danielle:
Says who?
Henry:
You know, I don't know.