Je te parle de délicatesse moi

True love is neither physical, nor romantic. True love is an acceptance of all that is, has been, will be and will not be.

Domani ho un'intervista importante, un incontro, insomma incontro delle persone per vedere se mi potranno offrire il lavoro che voglio tra un anno e mezzo. Mi sento preparata, devo solo preparare il mio migliore sorriso e l'outfit.

Poi venerdì si parte per la vecchia terra crucca, giusto qualche giorno, qualche viso noto, qualche visono nuovo. E un viaggio in avanscoperta per uno dei possibili futuri.

Lo scorso weekend abbiamo giocato alla coppietta. Gita in auto in un paesino medievale e poi passeggiata sul bagnasciuga nel Mediterraneo (finalmente di nuovo). Risi, pianti, discorsi e tenerezze. Una possibilità tutta da costruire.

Moi je suis quoi pour toi ? Une amie ? Une copine ? Un genre de pote quoi comme Fred et les autres ? Si tu veux qu'on continue faut faire les choses bien. Je te parle de délicatesse moi, tu sais très bien ce que c'est t'a pas arrêté d'en avoir avec moi de la délicatesse.

I found a friend

confused, a rush of adrenaline from the movie, life bringing in good stuff, and confusion, and desire for something to happen.

do i prevent stuff from happening, how high are these walls, do you know, lisbeth?

why do I exclude the possibility, why do I wish the maybe impossible?

will they stop, do not like the situation. annoying, maybe humiliating for him. and anyway, who is she to talk?

delicatesse

you are beautiful.

it's just that you don't know it yet.

Momo

- Perchè non sorridi mai, Momo?
- Sorridere è roba da gente ricca, monsieur Ibrahim. Io non ho i mezzi.
- Perchè, tu credi che io sia ricco?
- Bhè, la sua cassa è sempre strapiena. Non conosco nessuno che per tutto il giorno abbia così tanti soldi sotto gli occhi.
- Ma i soldi mi servono per pagare la merce e il locale. E alla fine del mese non mi resta molto, sai.
- Monsieur Ibrahim, quando dico che il sorriso è roba da ricchi, intendo dire che è roba per gente felice.
- Ecco, è qui che ti sbagli. E' il sorridere che rende felici.

- Come sa tutte queste cose, monsieur Ibrahim?
- Io non so niente. So solo quello che c'è nel mio Corano.

- Hai un solo paio di piedi, Momo, devi averne cura. Se le scarpe ti fanno male, le cambi. Ma i piedi, quelli non li potrai mai cambiare!

- La bellezza è dappertutto, Momo. Dovunque tu giri l osguardo. E' scritto nel mio Corano, questo.

- Il tuo amore per lei è tuo. Ti appartiene. Anche se lei lo rifiuta, nonlo può cambiare. Semplicemente non ne approfitta, ecco tutto. Quello che tu dai, Momo, è tuo per la vita; e quello che non dai è perduto per sempre!

- No, non l'autostrada, Momo. Non prendere l'autostrada. Le autostrade, ci passi e basta, non c'è niente da vedere. Sono buone per gli imbecilli che vogliono andare il più velocemente possibile da un punto all'altro. Noi non facciamo della geometria, noi viaggiamo. Trovami dei bei percorsi che ci facciano vedere bene tutto quello che c'è da vedere.

- "Il cuore dell'uomo è come un uccello rinchiuso nella gabbia del corpo". Quando danzi il cuore canta come un uccello che aspira a fondersi con Dio. Vieni, andiamo al tekkè

E così, ancora oggi, quando le cose non vanno per il verso giusto, io giro.
Punto una mano verso il cielo e giro. Punto una mano verso il suolo e giro. I cielo ruota sopra di me. La terra ruota sotto di me. Non sono più io, ma uno di quegli atom iche girano intorno al vuoto che è tutto.

and it's contagious!

They made a statue of us
And it put it on a mountaintop
Now tourists come and stare at us
Blow bubbles with their gum
Take photographs have fun, have fun

They'll name a city after us
And later say it's all our fault
Then they'll give us a talking to
Then they'll give us a talking to
Because they've got years of experience

We're living in a den of thieves
Rummaging for answers in the pages
We're living in a den of thieves
And it's contagious
And it's contagious
And it's contagious
And it's contagious

why can't we live together?

No more war, no more war, no more war...
Just a little peace.
No more war, no more war.
All we want is some peace in this world.

burlesque

don't be afraid to smile, flirt, wink, and gasp!



Show a little more,
Show a little less,
Add a little smoke,
Welcome to Burlesque.

Everything you dream of,
but never can possess,
nothing's what it seems,
welcome to Burlesque.

Oh, everyone is buying,
put your money in my hand,
if you got a little extra,
well, give it to the band.

You may not be guilty,
but you're ready to confess,
tell me what you need,
welcome to Burlesque.

You can dream of cocoa,
do it at your risk,
the triplets grant you mercy,
but not your every wish.

Yes, it keeps you guessing,
so cool and statuesque,
"Behave yourself" says Georgia,
Welcome to Burlesque.

Oh, everyone is buying,
put your money in my hand,
if you want a little extra,
well, you know where I am.

Something very dark,
is playing with your mind,
it's not the end of days,
just a bump and grind.

happy man

You know, Jill, you remind me of my mother. She was the biggest whore in Alameda and the finest woman that ever lived. Whoever my father was, for an hour or for a month - he must have been a happy man.

pursuing happiness

Christopher Gardner: It was right then that I started thinking about Thomas Jefferson on the Declaration of Independence and the part about our right to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. And I remember thinking how did he know to put the pursuit part in there? That maybe happiness is something that we can only pursue and maybe we can actually never have it. No matter what. How did he know that?

maddalena

I pedaled as fast as I could... as if I were escaping from longing, from innocence, from her. Time has passed, and I have loved many women. And as they've held me close... and asked if I will remember them I've said, "Yes, I will remember you." But the only one I've never forgotten is the one who never asked... Malena.



...how true...
those memories which we all have and involve mainly people who would not expect that.
- that colleague of my father which was born on my same day and gave me a stuffed lion (which i still have)
- that guy which was with me in junior high and I liked so much, and I kept the flowers which he gave me on women's day
- that girlfriend of mine with whom we pretended to kiss as in the movies when I was 8 and she was 11
- red-haired F., which was such a sweet 16, 3 years younger than me. and now i happened to hear how he ended up. sad
- and that guy who kissed me for the first time. so damn good looking, so experienced, so handsome and evil
- that PhD student which was making my hormones go crazy
- ...


Buona fortuna, signora Malèna.

hi-ro-shi-ma, that is your name

Elle: I have dubious morals, you know.
Lui: What do you call "having dubious morals"?
Elle: Being dubious about other people's morals.

Elle: You're destroying me. Youre good for me.

Divorami: deformami a tua somiglianza, così che nessun altro, dopo te, capisca il perché di tanto desiderio. Resteremo soli, amor mio. La notte non finirà, il giorno non sorgerà più per nessuno mai, mai più.Ti dimenticherò. Ti ho già dimenticato. Il tuo nome è Hiroshima.

I wanted less of it

A man, Mikolai, tired of living, engages another man, a friend, Karol, to kill him.

Mikolai: Go on.

Karol: Are you sure?  

Karol shoots him, but with a blank. After a few seconds Mikolai realizes that he is not dead.                     

K: That was a blank. The next one is real. Are you sure? Are you sure?

M: Not any more.

K: Now tell me why. Mikolaj, we all know pain. 

M: Yes, but... I wanted less of it.  

K: How about a drink?

for the scene: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tkFIq0vKufI (minute 2:24)

from this movie: http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0111507/                             

me too

Wer will schon normal sein?

und wilkommen Herbst, glad to see you again.

barfuss

- Bleibst du jetzt bei mir?
- Ja
- Fuer immer?
- Ja
- Gut

fibrillazione ventricolare

Hast du schon mal jemanden getroffen und hast das Gefühl gehabt, dass du diese Person schon dein Leben lang vermisst? So als hättest du alles nur geträumt und dann wachst du endlich auf.

thelma

those days when you cannot focus. at all.

and you sharpen all your pencils. print all the papers you are gonna read (another day of course). check the e-mails every second. 

no way to gain back your concentration today.

and all you wish is to jump on a cabriolet with a friend and drive down the highway to the sea. music loud, sun shining, singing, laughing, no worries!

wanna be my louise?

Tinker Bell

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yn2nc-x1rZs

fight

Tyler Durden: Welcome to Fight Club. The first rule of Fight Club is: you do not talk about Fight Club. The second rule of Fight Club is: you DO NOT talk about Fight Club! Third rule of Fight Club: if someone yells "stop!", goes limp, or taps out, the fight is over. Fourth rule: only two guys to a fight. Fifth rule: one fight at a time, fellas. Sixth rule: the fights are bare knuckle. No shirt, no shoes, no weapons. Seventh rule: fights will go on as long as they have to. And the eighth and final rule: if this is your first time at Fight Club, you have to fight.

movies

I have a friend. he is very shy, especially at the beginning. but the more you talk to him the more you discover he has thousands of passions. he often likes to be alone. he goes biking. he listens to classical music. he gets lost into maths. and he watches movie.

we discovered that we have similar taste for movies. and today I was thinking that life is not a movie. and it is very easy to get confused about this concept.

he won't be in front of the door waiting for me with flowers. we won't fall in love with the man who loves us. and happy ending is not guaranteed. luckily.

try

Games, changes and fears 
When will they go from here 
When will they stop 
I believe that fate has brought us here 
And we should be together 
But we're not 
I play it off but I'm dreamin of you 
I'll keep it cool but I'm fiendin. 
I try to say goodbye and I choke 
I try to walk away and I stumble 
Though I try to hide it it's clear 
My world crumbles when you are not near 
Goodbye and I choke 
I try to walk away and I stumble 
Though I try to hide it, it's clear 
My world crumbles when you are not near