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Poslao: 22 Jul 2008 05:04
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"---
Marion: It always fascinated me how people go from loving you madly to nothing at all, nothing. It hurts so much. When I feel someone is going to leave me, I have a tendency to break up first before I get to hear the whole thing. Here it is. One more, one less. Another wasted love story. I really love this one. When I think that its over, that I'll never see him again like this... well yes, I'll bump into him, we'll meet our new boyfriend and girlfriend, act as if we had never been together, then we'll slowly think of each other less and less until we forget each other completely. Almost. Always the same for me. Break up, break down. Drunk up, fool around. Meet one guy, then another, f**k around. Forget the one and only. Then after a few months of total emptiness start again to look for true love, desperately look everywhere and after two years of loneliness meet a new love and swear it is the one, until that one is gone as well. There's a moment in life where you can't recover any more from another break-up. And even if this person bugs you sixty percent of the time, well you still can’t live without him. And even if he wakes you up every day by sneezing right in your face, well you love his sneezes more than anyone else's kisses.
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(2 Days in Paris)
"I prefer the taste of wind"
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Poslao: 22 Jul 2008 17:44
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Eto, tako ...
A posto sam lijeni clan on-line video kluba (sada ne moram da stojim u redu u lokalnom video klubu kada odem po film, ne moram da trpim onog iza mene dok mi stenje za vrat, ne moram da nosim gas masku jer je onaj sto radi pun gasova - a ne moze da ih kontrolise -, ne moram da se vracam kuci tuznog lice jer nemaju "moj" film, ne moram da vracam film sljedeci dan itd,itd.). Umjesto toga, sada mi filmovi dolaze na vrata i ja ih vracam putem poste. Tako da nema kasnjenja i kaznenih poena, nema cekanja u redu, nema nikakvog zrtvovanja. Moja lista se trenutno sastoji od 50+ filmova, a raste kako se ko sjeti koji film hoce da pogleda. Ovaj se eto zadesio da ga pogledam za vikend, i (opet) eto, nasao svoje mjesto u blogu. Hvala za link, ja to nisam prije vidjela. Da vrijedi pogledati film (za ljubitelje zanra), vrijedi. Za one ostale, to ce biti samo gubljenje vremena. No, idemo dalje ...
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Poslao: 24 Jul 2008 18:29
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"---
Emily 'Jacks' Jackson: Stop living your life like you're in some kind of movie.
Peter Simon: Excuse me?
Emily 'Jacks' Jackson: Stop trying to cast your love instead of just meeting him.
Peter Simon: When I meet him, I'll know.
Emily 'Jacks' Jackson: I'm not so sure. Love isn't always a lightning bolt, you know? Maybe sometimes it's just a choice.
Peter Simon: Well, that's easy for you to say! You're flying to Argentina to meet the love of your life!
Emily 'Jacks' Jackson: That's just it. I don't know that Paolo's the love of my life, but I've decided to give him the chance to be. Maybe true love is a decision. You know, a decision to take a chance with somebody. To give to somebody. Without worrying wether they'll give anything back. Or if they're gonna hurt you, or if they really are the one. Maybe love isn't something that happens to you. Maybe it's something you have to choose.
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(Love and Other Disasters)
From this moment
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Poslao: 25 Jul 2008 18:29
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"---
Mary Boleyn: Why? Why this cruelty? You know I love him.
Anne Boleyn: Well perhaps you should stop.
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Mary Boleyn: [to Anne] You've reached too high... as always.
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(The Other Boleyn Girl)
Insanity ...
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Poslao: 09 Avg 2008 17:40
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Citat:Emily 'Jacks' Jackson: That's just it. I don't know that Paolo's the love of my life, but I've decided to give him the chance to be. Maybe true love is a decision. You know, a decision to take a chance with somebody. To give to somebody. Without worrying wether they'll give anything back. Or if they're gonna hurt you, or if they really are the one. Maybe love isn't something that happens to you. Maybe it's something you have to choose.
 (familiar feeling  )
@Ella
Ti i josh neki ljudi na ovom 4umu ste reshili da me sahranite...stvarno... mislim nije vam fazon i tako to...
anyway...shta sam ono htela...
da:
"Grand Inquisitor Silecio: Our bodies are prisons for our souls. Our skin and blood, the iron bars of confinement. But fear not. All flesh decays. Death turns all to ash. And thus, death frees every soul. "
"Izzi: Every shadow no matter how deep is threatened by morning light. "
"Izzi: [embraces Tom] No, no. Listen, listen. He said that if they dug his father's body up, it would be gone. They planted a seed over his grave. The seed became a tree. Moses said his father became a part of that tree. He grew into the wood, into the bloom. And when a sparrow ate the tree's fruit, his father flew with the birds. He said... death was his father's road to awe. That's what he called it. The road to awe. Now, I've been trying to write the last chapter and I haven't been able to get that out of my head!
Tom Verde: Why are you telling me this?
Izzi: I'm not afraid anymore, Tommy. "
The Fountain
inache svezhe odgledano sinocc, i moglo bi se tu josh mnogo shto shta , neki delicci,ali vishe sama ideja, "pricha" i kretanje svetlosti i uopshte samo svetlo u filmu i thing about the bubble... no... piece of light anyway... 
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Poslao: 12 Avg 2008 05:48
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Ih, znam ja za Fontanu ... pila sam iz nje.
Cini mi se da sam je negdje spominjala, samo vise ne znam gdje. Ili nisam nigdje, ali sam samo mislila (ili bijase razmisljala, jer znam da dvoje nije isto ... neka, i ne zelim da znam koje je sada u pitanju, ludilo mi odgovara bas ovako kako jeste). Ne moze se nazad, a ja i ne zelim.
"---
Paige Hardwicke: Carter?
Carter Webb: [turns around] Hmm?
Paige Hardwicke: [sleepily] Will you marry me?
Carter Webb: Yes.
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Carter Webb: I'm on the plane out here, and I open my computer and I start reading these emails that I sent her, like 30 or more maybe, over the course of our relationship. And not just short messages, I'm talking about long, involved love letters. Like, desperately trying to be romantic and poetic, whatever and embarassing as it is, it's also like, kind of the best stuff I've ever written. Because it's got this naive idealism thing going on where ours is going to be one of the greatest love stories ever told, and I'm writing it. So I'm sitting there and I'm reading these emails and there's some turbulance, and I start to have this massive panic attack, like nothing I've ever had, and I think it's happening because I can never imagine feeling that way about anybody else, ever again.
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(In the land of women)
Been loving you too long
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Poslao: 25 Avg 2008 20:36
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"---
Fanny Chenal: There's something you should know about me, Max. I'm very, very choosy... I'm also very, very suspicious; very, very irrational, and I have a very, very short temper. I'm also extremely jealous and slow to forgive. Just so you know.
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Fanny Chenal: Do you know why I spent the night with you? So that now you have done what you came here to do, you will not return. For us there can be no future. There is certainty in that.
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Uncle Henry Skinner: You'll come to see that a man learns nothing from winning. The act of losing, however, can elicit great wisdom. Not least of which is, uh... how much more enjoyable it is to win. It's inevitable to lose now and again. The trick is not to make a habit of it.
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(A Good Year)
(Beautiful confusion)
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Poslao: 25 Avg 2008 20:46
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"---
Alabama: I had to come all the way from the highway and byways of Tallahassee, Florida to MotorCity, Detroit to find my true love. If you gave me a million years to ponder, I would never have guessed that true romance and Detroit would ever go together. And til this day, the events that followed all still seems like a distant dream. But the dream was real and was to change our lives forever. I kept asking Clarence why our world seemed to be collapsing and things seemed to be getting so shitty. And he'd say, "that's the way it goes, but don't forget, it goes the other way too." That's the way romance is... Usually, that's the way it goes, but every once in awhile, it goes the other way too.
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(True romance)
(Too much passion brings grief)
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Poslao: 15 Okt 2008 22:00
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"---
Old Man: La bella luna! The moon brings the woman to the man. Capice?
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Ronny Cammareri: Loretta, I love you. Not like they told you love is, and I didn't know this either, but love don't make things nice - it ruins everything. It breaks your heart. It makes things a mess. We aren't here to make things perfect. The snowflakes are perfect. The stars are perfect. Not us. Not us! We are here to ruin ourselves and to break our hearts and love the wrong people and die. The storybooks are bullshit. Now I want you to come upstairs with me and get in my bed!
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(Moonstuck)
(Ti Amo!)
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