“Tomorrow may not even exist. Tomorrow exists if you love. That’s it. Tomorrow exists if you love. You’re a poet… a poet in the sun, yup… but be careful when night falls, you’re going to write tragedies…”
“There’s something like standing side by side. We stand side by side. It’s the possibility of gentleness. We found a place like that.”
“You find yourself alone with yourself, a self we created with melted time.”
“Someday melancholy will have to come to an end. Melancholy must come to an end. I have to think about that, figure out if there’s any joy left.”
“I don’t really know how you tell about living through silence. Sorry, did the lights just dim?”
“Fear is unbearable when it tears something out of you. And finally I went blind.”
“To have a child is to stay. The pain is not in giving birth, actually, it’s in not being able to leave. That’s it. It’s staying. That’s what pain is. My mother said that next to the Channel. And then she left. Anyhow everyone leaves in the end.”
“- Why are you forcing me to live? – I’m not forcing you to live. I love you.”
“People create stories, it’s ridiculous. People make up legends. They make themselves look great with other people’s stories. But you have to go see for yourself.”
“Don’t you want to know? How people disappear. How people appear.”
“Tell us about it. Enjoy it, you’re alive. Some people say it’s easier to get the living to talk. No?”
“Why haven’t we disappeared? It’s just a matter of time, you know. You’re weird with your money. You think it allows you to do anything.”
