September 2009
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Dust Storm in Australia →
“If you are possessed by an idea, you find it expressed everywhere. You even...”
– Thomas Mann
Mud on the tires - Brad Paisley
Enigmas
You’ve asked me what the lobster is weaving there with his golden feet? I reply, the ocean knows this. You say, what is the ascidia waiting for in its transparent bell? What is it waiting for? I tell you it is waiting for time, like you. You ask me whom the Macrocystis alga hugs in its arms? Study, study it, at a certain hour, in a certain sea I know. You question me about the wicked tusk...
“I love you as certain dark things are to be loved…in secret, between...”
– Pablo Neruda
“Everything is ceremony in the wild garden of childhood.”
– Pablo Neruda
Jack Johnson - Banana Pancakes
The perfect morning melody! :)
Gtalk Status: reading novels with endless pages on train journeys, the
warmth of the sun, … http://www.lifeinlines.com/moments/ydrqs2
Gtalk Status: You’re my cup of tea ;P… http://www.lifeinlines.com/moments/wjwx8z
morning shoe love: http://bit.ly/3wAqQl
Mornign shoe love: Vintage 80s Black Tan Boots http://bit.ly/YsOdN
Gtalk Status: Give a girl the right shoes and she can conquer the
world. ~ Bette Midler… http://www.lifeinlines.com/moments/om3d9h
morning puppy love…he’s just too cute: http://bit.ly/2l4hlL
Gtalk Status: Try to be a rainbow in someone’s cloud - Maya Angelou… http://www.lifeinlines.com/moments/xzari7
Gtalk Status: Life begins at the end of your comfort zone. ~ Neale
Donald Walsch ~… http://www.lifeinlines.com/moments/2dlw08
French Navy by Camera Obscura - My favourite...
The Holiday (Heartbreak)
Iris: I understand feeling as small and as insignificant as humanly possible. And how it can actually ache in places you didn't know you had inside you. And it doesn't matter how many new haircuts you get, or gyms you join, or how many glasses of chardonnay you drink with your girlfriends... you still go to bed every night going over every detail and wonder what you did wrong or how you could have misunderstood. And how in the hell for that brief moment you could think that you were that happy. And sometimes you can even convince yourself that he'll see the light and show up at your door. And after all that, however long all that may be, you'll go somewhere new. And you'll meet people who make you feel worthwhile again. And little pieces of your soul will finally come back. And all that fuzzy stuff, those years of your life that you wasted, that will eventually begin to fade.
The Holiday (Unrequited love)
Iris: I've found almost everything ever written about love to be true. Shakespeare said "Journeys end in lovers meeting." What an extraordinary thought. Personally, I have not experienced anything remotely close to that, but I am more than willing to believe Shakespeare had. I suppose I think about love more than anyone really should. I am constantly amazed by its sheer power to alter and define our lives. It was Shakespeare who also said "love is blind". Now that is something I know to be true. For some quite inexplicably, love fades; for others love is simply lost. But then of course love can also be found, even if just for the night. And then, there's another kind of love: the cruelest kind. The one that almost kills its victims. Its called unrequited love. Of that I am an expert. Most love stories are about people who fall in love with each other. But what about the rest of us? What about our stories, those of us who fall in love alone? We are the victims of the one sided affair. We are the cursed of the loved ones. We are the unloved ones, the walking wounded. The handicapped without the advantage of a great parking space! Yes, you are looking at one such individual. And I have willingly loved that man for over three miserable years! The absolute worst years of my life! The worst Christmas', the worst Birthday's, New Years Eve's brought in by tears and Valium. These years that I have been in love have been the darkest days of my life. All because I've been cursed by being in love with a man who does not and will not love me back. Oh god, just the sight of him! Heart pounding! Throat thickening! Absolutely can't swallow! All the usual symptoms.
The Holiday (Gumption)
Jasper: You know what I was thinking? When you get back to London, maybe we could sneak off somewhere together. Maybe Venice. You and me in Venice could be good.
Iris: Do you mean that? I mean, are you free to do that?
Jasper: Darling, I've just traveled halfway across the world to see you, haven't I?
Iris: Yeah, that doesn't exactly answer my question. So, are you not with Sarah anymore? I mean, is that what you've come here to tell me?
Jasper: I wish you could just accept knowing how confused I am about all this.
Iris: Okay, let me translate that. So, you are still engaged to be married?
Jasper: Yes, but, I mean...
Iris: Oh, my God.
Iris: This was a really close call. You know, I never really though I'd say this, literally never, but I think you were absolutely right about us. Very square peg, very round hole.
Jasper: You cannot mean that.
Iris: The great thing is I actually do. And I'm about three years late in telling you this, but nevertheless I need to say it. Jasper. Wait, I need the lights on. Jasper, you have never treated me right. Ever.
Jasper: Oh, babe.
Iris: Shush. You broke my heart. And you acted like somehow it was my fault, my misunderstanding, and I was too in love with you to ever be mad at you, so I just punished myself! For years! But you waltzing in here on my lovely Christmas holiday, and telling me that you don't want to lose me whilst you're about to get MARRIED, somehow newly entitles me to say, it's over. This - This twisted, toxic THING between us, is finally finished! I'm miraculously done being in love with you! Ha! I've got a life to start living.
Iris: And you're not going to be in it.
Jasper: Darling.
Iris: Now I've got somewhere really important to be, and you have got to get the hell out.
Iris: Now!
Jasper: What exactly has got into you?
Iris: I don't know!
Iris: But I think what I've got is something slightly resembling, gumption.
The Holiday (Realisation)
Arthur Abbott: Iris, in the movies we have leading ladies and we have the best friend. You, I can tell, are a leading lady, but for some reason you are behaving like the best friend.
Iris: You're so right. You're supposed to be the leading lady of your own life, for god's sake! Arthur, I've been going to a therapist for three years, and she's never explained things to me that well. That was brilliant. Brutal, but brilliant.
“Spiritual love from the waist up and physical love from the waist down!”
– Sara Norriega
“Sexual love is the consolation prize for those who can’t have love.”
– Gabriel Garcia Marquez
