O que eu gosto deste filme...Dos bancos de jardim...das conversas...dos olhares que resgatam. Do velhinho e da menina. Para ver sempre e ficar feliz.
Morgan You don’t love life in itself. You love places, animals, memories, food, literature, music. And sometimes you meet someone who requires all the love you have to give. And if you lose that someone, you think everything else is gonna stop too. But everything else just keeps on going. Giraudoux said, you can miss a single being, even though you are surrounded by countless others. Those people are like… extras. They cloud your vision. They are meaningless crowd. They are unwelcomed distraction. So you seek oblivion in solitude. But solitude only makes you wither.
Pauline So I am a distraction. I am a cloud
Morgan You are the only part of my life. I haven’t figured out yet