Oh love…
One of my most favourite films about love is The Tiger and The Snow. I won’t say more. Just read these quotes from the film.
“If she dies, they can close this whole show of a world, they can cart it off, unscrew thew stars, roll up the sky and put it on a truck, they can turn off this sunlight i love so much. You know why i love it so much? Because i love her when the sun shines on her. They can take everything away, these carpets, columns, houses, sand, wind, frogs, ripe watermelons, hail, seven in the evening, May, June, July, basil, bees, the sea, courgettes…”
“Fall in love. If you don’t love, it’s all dead! Fall in love and everything will come to life. Squander your joy, dissipate your cheerfulness, be sad and silent with enthusiasm, hurl your happiness into people’s faces. And how? Let me look at my notes. I’ve forgotten. (looks at notes) I can’t read ‘em. To convey happiness, you must be happy. To convey pain, you must be happy. Be happy, you must suffer. Don’t be scared of suffering. The whole world suffers. If you don’t have the means, don’t worry. Only one thing is necessary to write poetry: everything.”
“I told myself: ‘There must be people whose job it is to use the right words, put things in a way… who when their heart beats, can get other people’s hearts to beat.’ That day, I decided to become a poet.”
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The Tiger and The Snow
Oh love…
One of my most favourite films about love is The Tiger and The Snow. I won’t say more. Just read these quotes from the film.
“If she dies, they can close this whole show of a world, they can cart it off, unscrew thew stars, roll up the sky and put it on a truck, they can turn off this sunlight i love so much. You know why i love it so much? Because i love her when the sun shines on her. They can take everything away, these carpets, columns, houses, sand, wind, frogs, ripe watermelons, hail, seven in the evening, May, June, July, basil, bees, the sea, courgettes…”
“Fall in love. If you don’t love, it’s all dead! Fall in love and everything will come to life. Squander your joy, dissipate your cheerfulness, be sad and silent with enthusiasm, hurl your happiness into people’s faces. And how? Let me look at my notes. I’ve forgotten. (looks at notes) I can’t read ‘em. To convey happiness, you must be happy. To convey pain, you must be happy. Be happy, you must suffer. Don’t be scared of suffering. The whole world suffers. If you don’t have the means, don’t worry. Only one thing is necessary to write poetry: everything.”
“I told myself: ‘There must be people whose job it is to use the right words, put things in a way… who when their heart beats, can get other people’s hearts to beat.’ That day, I decided to become a poet.”
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