Jane Henderson: I... I used to make long speeches to you after you left. I used to talk to you all the time, even though I was alone. I walked around for months talking to you. Now I don't know what to say. It was easier when I just imagined you. I even imagined you talking back to me. We'd have long conversations, the two of us. It was almost like you were there. I could hear you, I could see you, smell you. I could hear your voice. Sometimes your voice would wake me up. It would wake me up in the middle of the night, just like you were in the room with me. Then... it slowly faded. I couldn't picture you anymore. I tried to talk out loud to you like I used to, but there was nothing there. I couldn't hear you. Then... I just gave it up. Everything stopped. You just... disappeared. And now I'm working here. I hear your voice all the time. Every man has your voice. 

Paris,Texas (1984)

"Nunca é tarde demais pra começar tudo de novo..." Raul Seixas

Lana Del Rey

É preciso sofrer depois de ter sofrido, e amar, e mais amar, depois de ter amado.

Guimarães Rosa

[Se eu não ardo,se tu não ardes,se nós não ardemos,quem combaterá as trevas?]



(Nazim Hikmet)

-Hélène, já te disse cinquenta vezes que o meu trabalho sou eu próprio. Não posso escolher não ser aquilo que sou. Mas tal como sou, Amo-te. Só tenho um desejo, é o de partilhar tudo contigo.
- Sou útil à tua felicidade - disse Hélène -, mas não te sou necessária para viver.
-Quem é necessário a quem? - disse Paul. - Sempre se viveu.
-Vive-se - Disse Hélène.


Simone de Beauvoir n'O Sangue dos Outros