vendredi 13 mars 2009
Words
The voice of the sea is seductive; never ceasing, whispering, clamoring, murmuring, inviting the soul to wander for a spell in abysses of solitude; to lose itself in mazes of inward contemplation.
The voice of the sea speaks to the soul. The touch of the sea is sensuous, enfolding the body in its soft, close embrace.
She would give up the unessential,
but she would never sacrifice herself for her children.
The voice of the sea is seductive, never ceasing, whispering, clamoring, murmuring, inviting the soul to wander in abysses of solitude. [...] A bird with a broken wing was beating the air above, reeling, fluttering, circling disabled down, down to the water.
"Good-bye—because, I love you." He did not know; he did not understand. He would never understand.
The Awakening, Kate Chopin
Leonard Woolf:
If I didn't know you better I'd call this ingratitude.
Virginia Woolf:
I
am ungrateful? You call ME ungrateful? My life has been stolen from me.
I'm living in a town I have no wish to live in... I'm living a life I
have no wish to live... How did this happen?
Virginia:
I'm dying in this town.
Leonard:
If you were thinking clearly, Virginia, you would recall it was London that brought you low.
Virginia:
If I were thinking clearly? If I were thinking clearly?
Leonard:
We brought you to Richmond to give you peace.
Virginia:
If
I were thinking clearly, Leonard, I would tell you that I wrestle alone
in the dark, in the deep dark, and that only I can know. Only I can
understand my condition. You live with the threat, you tell me you live
with the threat of my extinction. Leonard, I live with it too.
Virginia:
This
is my right; it is the right of every human being. I choose not the
suffocating anesthetic of the suburbs, but the violent jolt of the
Capital, that is my choice. The meanest patient, yes, even the very
lowest is allowed some say in the matter of her own prescription.
Thereby she defines her humanity. I wish, for your sake, Leonard, I
could be happy in this quietness.
But if it is a choice between Richmond and death, I choose death.
Clarissa Vaughn: That is what we do.
That is what people do.
They stay alive for each other.
To look life in the face, always, to look life in the face and to know it for what it is. At last to know it, to love it for what it is, and then, to put it away. Leonard, always the years between us, always the years. Always the love. Always the hours.
The Hours, Stephen Daldry/Michael Cunningham
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J'aime bien le premier mais j'ai la flemme de lire le deuxième ! --"
Bizzz
Cette scène est la plus belle du film!
Me too je poste des commentaires inutiles et futiles maintenant! Vengeance!
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