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*** Grace – If you don’t want to kill me then why did you come?
Her father – Our last conversation the one in which you told me what it was you didn’t like about me never really concluded as you ran away…
… I should be allowed to tell you what l don’t like about you. That l believe would be a rule of polite conversation, you know…
*** Grace – You’re sure you’re not here to force me to go back and become like you?
Her father – If I thought there was a chance of forcing you, but of course that will never happen.
*** Grace – So what is it? What is it, the thing… the thing that you don’t like about me?
Her father – lt was a word you used that provoked me… You called me arrogant
*** Grace – To plunder as it were a God given right l’d call that arrogant, daddy
Her father – But that is exactly what l don’t like about you: lt is you that is arrogant!
*** Grace – That’s what you came here say? l’m not the one passing judgment, Daddy, you are
Her father – No, you do not pass judgment because you sympathize with them…
… A deprived childhood and a homicide really isn’t necessarily a homicide, right? The only thing you can blame is circumstances … Rapists and murderers may be the victims according to you, but l call them dogs and if they’re lapping up their own vomit the only way to stop them is with the lash
*** Grace – But dogs only obey their own nature. So why shouldn’t we forgive them?
Her father – Dogs can be taught many useful things but not if we forgive them every time they obey their own nature
*** Grace – So, l’m arrogant … l’m arrogant because l forgive people?
Her father – Can’t you see how condescending you are when you say that?
You have this preconceived notion that nobody, listen, that nobody can’t possibly attain the same high ethical standards as you so you exonerate them
l can not think of anything more arrogant than that
You, my child… my dear child… you forgive others with excuses that you would never in the world permit for yourself
*** Grace – Why shouldn’t l be merciful? Why?
Her father – No, no, no You should, you should be merciful … when there is time to be merciful
But you must maintain your own standard. You owe them that. You owe them that.
The penalty you deserve for your transgressions they deserve for their transgressions
*** Grace – they are human beings
Her father – Does every human being need to be accountable for their actions?
*** Grace – Of course they do
Her father – But you don’t even give them that chance.
And that is extremely arrogant
l love you, l love you l love you to death. But you are the most arrogant person l have ever met. And you call me arrogant! l have no more to say
*** Grace – You are arrogant, l’m arrogant You’ve said it, now you can leave
Her father – And without my daughter, l suppose?
*** Grace – Yes
Her father – Well, you decide, you decide…
… they say you are having some trouble here
*** Grace – No. No more trouble than back home.
Her father – l’ll give you a little time to think about this … Perhaps you will change your mind
*** Grace – l won’t
Her father – Listen, my love… power is not so bad… l am sure that you can find a way to make use of it in your own fashion… Take a walk and think about it!
*** Grace – The people who live here are doing their best under very hard circumstances.
Her father – lf you say so, Grace … But is their best really good enough?
Do they love you?
Dogville, Lars Von Trier, cap. 9
Cuddy: You took Vicodin. When you came to my hospital room that night, you were stoned.
Cuddy: You don’t take Vicodin because you’re scared. You take it so you won’t feel pain. Everything you’ve ever done is to avoid pain. Drugs, sarcasm… keeping everybody at arm’s length so no one can hurt you.
House: As opposed to everyone else in the world who goes looking for pain like it’s buried treasure?
Cuddy: Pain happens when you care. You can’t love someone without making yourself open to their problems, their fears. And you’re not willing to do that.
House: I came to be with you
Cuddy: You weren’t with me. Not really.
House: I wanted to be.
Cuddy: That’s not enough.
House: I can do better.
Cuddy: I don’t think you can. You’ll choose yourself over everybody else because that’s who you are… I’m sorry.
House: No. No. No. No. Don’t.
Cuddy: I thought I could do this.
House: Don’t. Please, don’t.
Cuddy: …Goodbye, House.
.Eu pensei em comentar e explicar a que tudo isso me remete e filosofar… …mas a intensidade me desorienta… …deixo para cada um tirar suas próprias conclusões…
7a temporada – 15o episódio
Calei a voz que gritava aqui dentro: ‘Você sabe o que tem do outro lado, não abra!’ e arrisquei. Às vezes, por presunção e medo, perdemos a oportunidade de sermos, positivamente, surpreendidos.
Jeremy – If I threw these keys away then those doors would be closed forever and that shouldn’t be up to me to decide, should it?
Elizabeth – I guess I’m just looking for a reason.
Jeremy – From my observations, sometimes it’s better off not knowing, and other times there’s no reason to be found.
Elizabeth – Everything has a reason.
Jeremy – Hmm. It’s like these pies and cakes. At the end of every night, the cheesecake and the apple pie are always completely gone. The peach cobbler and the chocolate mousse cake are nearly finished… but there’s always a whole blueberry pie left untouched.
Elizabeth – So what’s wrong with the blueberry pie?
Jeremy – There’s nothing wrong with the blueberry pie. Just… people make other choices. You can’t blame the blueberry pie…
Katya – Sometimes, even if you have the keys those doors still can’t be opened. Can they?
Jeremy – Even if the door is open, the person you’re looking for may not be there, Katya.
Elizabeth – When you’re gone, all that is left behind are the memories you created in other people’s lives…
… at the end of that night, I decided to take the longest way to cross the street.
Elizabeth – The last few days, I’ve been learning not to trust people and I’m glad I’ve failed. Sometimes we depend on other people as a mirror to define us and tell us who we are and each reflection makes me like myself a little more.. . . “But if you don’t char / The light won’t hit your eye And the moon won’t rise / Before it’s time” . . Um beijo roubado – My Blueberry Nights [trilha:The Story – Nora Jones] . .
“Era como se me lembrasse de algo que nunca conheci
Ou que sempre esperei, sem saber exatamente o que era
Talvez fosse algo que eu havia esquecido
Ou algo de que senti falta a vida toda
O que posso dizer é que senti, ao mesmo tempo, alegria e tristeza
Mas não muita tristeza, pois me senti viva
Esta citação aparece no último curta do filme ‘Paris, Te Amo’ – 14th Arrondissement – no qual uma típica caipira dos Estados Unidos se redescobre em Paris, ao viajar sozinha. E, sentindo a vida que insiste em gritar ao seu redor, percebe que se apaixonou pela cidade.
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Música me faz sentir assim, mais viva.
E hoje, no Céu, falo de uma que despertou em mim esta mistura de sentimentos:
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