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Quizá los moluscos no sean neuróticos, pero de ahí para arriba no hay más que mirar bien; por mi parte he visto gallinas neuróticas, gusanos neuróticos, perros incalculablemente neuróticos; hay árboles y flores que la psiquiatría del futuro tratará psicosomáticamente porque ya hoy sus formas y colores nos resultan francamente morbosos.

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    Quizá los moluscos no sean neuróticos, pero de ahí para arriba no hay más que mirar bien; por mi parte he visto gallinas neuróticas, gusanos neuróticos, perros incalculablemente neuróticos; hay árboles y flores que la psiquiatría del futuro tratará psicosomáticamente porque ya hoy sus formas y colores nos resultan francamente morbosos.
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    Revolutionary Road (2008)

    Revolutionary Road (2008)

    The villain Frank Fry (Norman Lloyd) flees from the officers through a movie theater, resulting in a shootout.

    The villain Frank Fry (Norman Lloyd) flees from the officers through a movie theater, resulting in a shootout.

    (Source: k-special)

    Drive (2011) | Nicolas Winding Refn Esta escena es mi favorita de la película, y no por el beso en sí, sino por lo demás. 

    Drive (2011) | Nicolas Winding Refn

    Esta escena es mi favorita de la película, y no por el beso en sí, sino por lo demás. 

    Nature only wants to please itself. Get others to please it too. Likes to lord it over them. To have its own way. It finds reasons to be unhappy when all the world is shining around it. And love is smiling through all things.  Mrs. O’Brien<3

    Nature only wants to please itself. Get others to please it too. Likes to lord it over them. To have its own way. It finds reasons to be unhappy when all the world is shining around it. And love is smiling through all things. 

    Mrs. O’Brien<3

    (Source: jolieing)

    “ He had heard her name often enough during the year and a half since they’d last met. He was even familiar with the main incidents of her life. But he heard all these accounts with detachment as if listening to reminiscences of someone long dead. But the past had come again into the present as in those newly-discovered caverns in Tuscany where children had lit bunches of straw and seen old images staring from the wall. ”
    He:
    Do you know, I hardly remembered you?
    She:
    Hardly remembered?
    He:
    I mean, each time it's the same. You happen to me all over again.
    She:
    Yes, I know. For me, too.
    She:
    It doesn't hurt. It's like falling off a cliff in slow motion, only after a while you wish you'd hit the ground already, you know?
    He:
    Yeah.
    She:
    Bullshit. You've never fallen off a cliff.
    He:
    Yes, I did. When I met you.
    He:
    You look lovely, Jenny.
    She:
    Bullshit.
    He:
    Ok, you look terrible.
    She:
    No, I never look terrible. I look ok for thursday evening, ok?
    He:
    There's no poetry in "OK".
    She:
    Screw poetry, just tell me what you see.
    He:
    I see you.
    She:
    That's poetry.

    Who Framed Roger Rabbit

    Eddie Valiant:
    Seriously, what do you see in that guy?
    Jessica Rabbit:
    He makes me laugh.

    The Secret Life of Words

    Josef:
    I thought, you and I, maybe we could go away somewhere. Together. One of these days. Today. Right now. Come with me.
    Hanna:
    No, I don't think that's going to be possible.
    Josef:
    Why not?
    Hanna:
    Because I think that if we go away to someplace together, I'm afraid that, ah, one day, maybe not today, maybe, maybe not tomorrow either, but one day suddenly, I may begin to cry and cry so very much that nothing or nobody can stop me and the tears will fill the room and I won't be able to breath and I will pull you down with me and we'll both drown.
    Josef:
    I'll learn how to swim, Hanna. I swear, I'll learn how to swim.
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