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 "I will have poetry in my life. And adventure. And love. Love above all. No...not the artful postures of love, not playful and poetical games of love for the amusement of an evening. but love that...overthrows life. Unbiddable, ungovernable, like a riot in the heart, and nothing to be done, come ruin or rapture." -- from the movie "Shakespeare in Love" "I came here tonight because when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible." -- from the movie "When Harry met Sally" "If you are not too long, I will wait here for you all my life." -- Oscar Wilde "We say we love flowers, yet we pluck them. We say we love trees, yet we cut them down. And people still wonder why some are afraid when told they are loved." "When you smiled you had my undivided attention. When you laughed you had my urge to laugh with you. When you cried you had my urge to hold you. When you said you loved me, you had my heart forever.""I feel that here in this world there's no undisturbed place for our love, neither in the village nor anywhere else; and I dream of a grave, deep and narrow, where we could clasp each other in our arms as with iron bars, and I would hide my face in you and you would hide your face in me, and nobody would ever see us any more." -- "The Castle" by Franz Kafka"Would you consider me as an alternative to suicide?" --The Princess Bride "Perhaps love is the process of my leading you gently back to yourself" --Antoine de Saint-Exupery (Author of 'The Little Prince') "I would rather have had one breath of her hair, one kiss from her mouth, one touch of her hand, than eternity without it." --City of Angels "I used to think of all the billions of people in the world, and of all those people, how was I going to meet the right ones? The right ones to be my friends, the right one to be my husband. Now I just believe you meet the people you're supposed to meet." ~ Andrew Schneider and Diane Frolov, Northern Exposure, The Quest, 1995 "If I'm away from you for more than an hour, I can't stop thinking about you. I carry you in my spirit. I pray for you more than I pray for myself ... I know you don't believe in fairy tales. But, if you did, I'd want to be your knight in shining armor. You've been through so much. I don't want to see you hurt anymore. Now I may not be able to give you all that you're used to. But I do know I can love you past your pain. I don't want you to worry about anything. You just wake up in the morning, that's all you have to do and I'll take it from there. There's one condition. You have to be my wife." ~ Diary of a Mad Black Woman “It is impossible to fall out of love. Love is such a powerful emotion, that once it envelops you it does not depart. True love is eternal. If you think that you were once in love, but fell out of it, then it wasn't love you were in. There are no 'exit' signs in love, there is only an 'on' ramp.” -- Author unknownKen Watanabe and Ziyi Zhang give deeply-moving performances as the male and female leads in the film adaption of the novel "Memoirs of a Geisha". (You want to see what a man really looks like when he is finally reunited with the woman he has secretly, but deeply, loved for at least a decade? Just look at Wantanabe's face in the final scene ... and count yourself superbly blessed if you can manage to get even one such look in your life.) Anyway, the dialogue used in this film is simply ... swoon-worthy. .. Hard to believe it was actually a man  who wrote the book. The following are some rather memorable quotes from the film: Old Sayuri: The heart dies a slow death, shedding each hope like leaves. Until one day there are none. Old Sayuri: At the temple, there is a poem called "Loss" carved into the stone. It has three words, but the poet has scratched them out. You cannot read Loss, only feel it. (the first meeting) Chairman: How did you come by such surprising eyes? Chiyo: My mother gave them to me. Chairman: Generous of her, wasn't it? Chiyo: As you have been to me. Chairman: Smile for me, won't you? [Chiyo smiles for him] Chairman: There now, that is your gift to me. Narrator (Old Sayuri): [as Chiyo watches the Chairman leave with geisha] In that moment, I changed from a girl facing nothing but emptiness, to someone with purpose. I saw that to be a geisha could be a stepping stone to something else... a place in his world. Chairman: None of us find as much kindness in this life, as we should. Mameha: Water is powerful. It can wash away earth, put out fire, and even destroy iron. Chairman: Please, Sayuri, do not be afraid to look at me. Chairman: We must not expect happiness, Sayuri. It is not something we deserve. When life goes well, it is a sudden gift; it cannot last forever... (the final scene of reunion) Chairman: Some years ago, I was on my way to the theater. I saw a little girl weeping by the Sunagawa. I stopped to buy her a cup of sweet ice. Sayuri Nitta: You knew I was that little girl? Chairman: Didn't you ever wonder why Mameha took you under her wing? Sayuri Nitta: Mameha came to me because of you?... I wish you could have told me long ago. [turns her back to him] Chairman: What could I do? I owe Nobu my life. And so when I saw that he had a chance at happiness with you, I stood silent, but... But I cannot any longer. I hope... it is not too late. Don't be afraid to look at me, Chiyo. Sayuri Nitta: [turns around to face him again] Can't you see? Every step I have taken, since I was that child on the bridge, has been to bring myself closer to you. [finally kiss and embrace, cries in his arms] Obviously ... I really like "Wuthering Heights". In fact, out of all the books I have read (and I have read a multitude) "Wuthering Heights" and "Jane Eyre" are, hands down, my most favourite. They encompass everything that I aspire to be as a writer ... and as a human being. Below are some memorable quotes from "Wuthering Heights" "If he loved you with all the power of his soul for a whole lifetime, he couldn't love you as much as I do in a single day." "I've no more business to marry Edgar Linton than I have to be in heaven; and if the wicked man in there had not brought Heathcliff so low, I shouldn't have thought of it. It would degrade me to marry Heathcliff now; so he shall never know how I love him; and that, not because he's handsome, Nelly, but because he's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same, and [Edgar's] is as different as a moonbeam from lightning, or frost from fire." "If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would turn into a mighty stranger: I should not seem a part of it... Nelly, I am Heathcliff! He's always, always in my mind: not as a pleasure, any more than I am always a pleasure to myself, but as my own being." "You teach me now how cruel you've been--cruel and false. Why did you despise me? Why did you betray your own heart, Cathy? I have not one word of comfort. You deserve this. You have killed yourself. Yes, you may kiss me, and cry; and wring out my kisses and tears: they'll blight you--they'll damn you. You loved me--then what right had you to leave me? What right--answer me--for the poor fancy you felt for Linton? Because misery, and degradation, and death, and nothing God or satan could inflict would have parted us, you, of your own will, did it. I have not broken your heart--you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine. So much the worse for me, that I am strong. Do I want to live? What kind of living will it be when you--oh, God! would you like to live with your soul in the grave?" "I forgive what you have done to me, I love my murderer--but yours! How can I?" "Why, she's a liar to the end! Where is she? Not there--not in heaven--not perished--where? Oh! you said you cared nothing for my sufferings! And I pray one prayer--I repeat it till my tongue stiffens--Catherine Earnshaw, may you not rest as long I am living! You said I killed you--haunt me, then! The murdered do haunt there murderers. I believe--I know that ghosts have wandered on earth. Be with me always--take any form--drive me mad! Only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you! Oh, God! it is unutterable! I cannot live without my life! I cannot live without my soul! " Below are some memorable quotes from "Jane Eyre", that most excellent English novel by Charlotte Bronte about the passionate and unbiddable love between the brooding and unhandsome but deeply romantic hero, Edward Rochester (sigh) and his spirited, plain-featured governess ... Jane Eyre. Reader, I simply MUST advise you that you simply MUST read this book ... cover to cover ... then see the movie staring Cirian Hinds and Samantha Morton ... If you have one emotional bone in your body, it will make your toes curl up into spirals!: Rochester to Jane after she saves him from the fire:"What?' he exclaimed, 'are you quitting me already: and in that way?' 'You said I might go, sir.' 'But not without taking leave; not without a word of two of acknowledgement and good will: not, in short, in that brief, dry fashion. Why, you saved my life!-- snatched me from a horrible and escrutiating death! -- and you walk past me as if we were mutual strangers! At least shake hands.' He held out his hand; I gave him mine: he took it first in one, then in both his own. 'You have saved my life: I have a pleasure in owing you so immense a debt. I cannot say more. Nothing else that has being would have been tolerable in the character of creditor for such an obligation: but you: it is different;-- I feel your benefits no burden, Jane.' He paused; gazed at me: words almost visibly trembled on his lips,-- but his voice was checked. 'I knew,' he continued, 'You would do me good in some way, at sometime;-- I saw it in your eyes when I first beheld you: their expression and smile did not-- (he stopped)-- did not (he proceded hastily) strike delight into my innermost heart so for nothing. People talk of natural sympathies; I have heard of good genii -- there are grains of truth in the wildest fable. My cherished preserver, good night!' Strange energy was in his voice; strange fire in his look. 'What? you will go?' "I am cold, sir.' 'Cold? Yes,-- and standing in a pool! Go, then Jane; go!' But he still retained my hand, and I could not free it." Jane analyzing her feelings for Rochester:"I wondered to see them receive with calm that look which seemed to me so penetrating: I expected their eyes to fall, their colour to rise under it; yet I was glad when I found they were in no sense moved. 'He is not to them what he is to me,' I thought: 'he is not of their kind. I believe he is of mine;-- I am sure he is -- I feel akin to him -- I understand the language of his countenance and movements: though rank and wealth sever us widely, I have something in my brain and heart, in my blood and nerves, that assimilates me mentally to him. Did I say, a few days since, that I had nothing to do with him but to receive my salary at his hands? Did I forbid myself to think of him in any other light than as a paymaster? Blasphemy against nature! Every good, true, vigorous feeling I have gathers impulsively round him. I know I must conceal my sentiments: I must smother hope; I must remember that he cannot care much for me. For when I say that I am of his kind, I do not mean that I have his force to influence, and his spell to attract; I mean only that I have certain tastes and feelings in common with him. I must, then, repeat continually that we are for ever sundered  And yet, while I breathe and think, I must love him!'' After Jane leaves the drawing-room early because she is in tears over her love for Rochester, and Rochester meets her unexpectedly in the hall:"Tonight I excuse you; but understand that so long as my visitors stay, I expect you to appear in the drawing-room every evening; it is my wish; don't neglect it. Now go, and send Sophie for Adele. Good-night my --" He stopped, bit his lip, and abruptly left me." Jane on Rochester and Blanche Ingram:"I have told you, reader, that I had learnt to love Mr. Rochester: I could not unlove him now, merely because I found that he had ceased to notice me--because I might pass hours in his presence and he would never once turn his eyes in my direction--because I saw all his attentions appropriated by a great lady, who scorned to touch me with the hem of her robes and she passed; who if ever her dark and imperious eyes fell on me by chance, would withdraw it instantly as from an object too mean to merit observation. I could not unlove him, because I felt sure he would soon marry this very lady--because I read daily in her a proud security in his intentions respecting her--because I witnessed hourly in him a style of courtship which, if careless and choosing rather to be sought than to seek, was yet in its very carelessness, captivating, and in its very pride, irresistible. I felt he had not given her his love, and that her qualifications were ill adapted to win from him that treasure. This was the point--this was where the nerve was touched and teased--this was where the fever was sustained and fed: she could not charm him. Arrows that continually glanced off from Mr. Rochester's breast and fell harmless at his feet, might, I knew, if shot by a surer hand, have quivered keen in his proud heart--have called love into his stern eye and softness into his sardonic face: or, better still, without weapons a silent conquest might have won." Rochester to Jane:"I sometimes have a queer feeling with regard to you -- especially when you are near me, as now. It is as if I had a string somewhere under my left ribs, tightly and inextricably knotted to a similar string situated in the corresponding quarter of your little frame. And if that boisterous channel, and two hundred miles or so of land come broad between us, I am afraid that cord of communion will be snapt; and then I've a nervous notion I should take to bleeding inwardly. As for you -- you'd forget me." Jane to Mr. Rochester:"Do you think I am an automaton? - a machine without feelings? And can bear to have my morsel of bread snatched from my lips, and my drop of living water dashed from my cup? Do you think, because I am poor, obscure, plain, and little, I am soulless and heartless? You think wrong! - I have as much soul as you - and full as much heart! And if God had gifted me with some beauty and much wealth, I should have made it as hard for you to leave me, as it is now for me to leave you. I am not talking to you now through the medium of custom, conventionalities, nor even of mortal flesh: it is my spirit that addresses your spirit; just as if both had passed through the grave, and we stood at God's feet, equal - as we are!" Jane & Rochester in the proposal scene:"'Gratitude!' he ejaculated; and added wildly--'Jane, accept me quickly. Say, Edward--give me my name--Edward--I will marry you.' 'Are you in earnest?--Do you truly love me? Do you sincerely wish me to be your wife?' 'I do; and if an oath is necessary to satisfy you, I swear it.' 'Then, sir, I will marry you.' 'Edward--my little wife!' 'Dear Edward!' 'Come to me--come to me entirely now,' said he: and added, in his deepest tone, speaking in my ear as his cheek was laid on mine, 'Make my happiness--I will make yours.'" Jane about Rochester:"My future husband was becoming to me my whole world; and more than the world: almost my hope of heaven. He stood between me and every thought of religion, as an eclipse intervenes between man and the broad sun. I could not, in those days, see God for his creature: of whom I had made an idol." Jane about leaving Rochester:"Feeling . . . clamoured wildly. "Oh, comply!" it said. ". . . soothe him; save him; love him; tell him you love him and will be his. Think of his misery, think of his danger--look at his state when left alone...Who in the world cares for you? Or who will be injured by what you do?'... Still indomitable was the reply--'I care for myself. The more solitary, the more friendless, the more unsustained I am, the more I will respect myself. I will keep the law given by God, sanctioned by man. I will hold to the principles received by me when I was sane, and not mad--as I am now. Laws and principles are not for the times when there is no temptation: they are for such moments as this, when body and soul rise in mutiny against their rigour, stringent are they; inviolate they shall be ... with my veins running fire, and my heart beating faster than I can count its throbs. Preconceived opinions, foregone determinations, are all I have at this hour to stand by: there I plant my foot!" Jane on leaving Rochester:"Gentle reader, may you never feel what I then felt! May your eyes never shed such stormy, scalding, heart-wrung tears as poured from mine. May you never appeal to Heaven in prayers SO hopeless and SO agonized as in that hour left my lips; for never may you .. like me ... dread to be the instrument of evil to what you wholly love." Jane on refusing St. John River's proposal:"'I scorn your idea of love,' I could not help saying, as I rose up and stood before him, leaning my back against the rock. 'I scorn the counterfeit sentiment you offer: yes, St. John, and I scorn you when you offer it.'" Rochester to Jane upon her return:"My living darling! These are certainly her limbs, and these her features; but I cannot be so blest, after all my misery. It is a dream; such dreams as I have had at night when I have clasped her once more to my heart, as I do now; and kissed her, as thus--and felt that she loved me, and trusted that she would not leave me...Gentle, soft dream, nestling in my arms now, you will fly, too, as your sisters have all fled before you: but kiss me before you go--embrace me, Jane." Jane on her marriage to Rochester:"I have now been married ten years. I know what it is to live entirely for and with what I love best on earth. I hold myself supremely blest-blest beyond what language can express; because I am my husband's life as fully as he is mine. No woman was ever nearer to her mate than I am: ever more absolutely bone of his bone, and flesh of his flesh. I know no weariness of my Edward's society: he knows none of mine, any more than we each do of the pulsation of the heart that beats in our separate bosoms; consequently, we are ever together. To be together is for us to be at once as free as in solitude, as gay as in company. We talk, I believe, all day long: to talk to each other is but a more animated and an audible thinking. All my confidence is bestowed on him, all his confidence is devoted to me; we are precisely suited in character--perfect concord is the result." One of my favourite movies is "Gone with the Wind". The following are some memorable quotes from this excellent film ... Rhett Butler: No, I don't think I will kiss you, although you need kissing, badly. That's what's wrong with you. You should be kissed and often, and by someone who knows how. Scarlett: I don't like being married. Rhett Butler: Did you ever think of marrying just for fun? Scarlett: Marriage, fun? Fiddle-dee-dee. Fun for men you mean. Hush, do you want them to hear you outside? Rhett Butler: You've been married to a boy and an old man. Why not try a husband at the right age? Scarlett: Rhett, don't. I shall faint. Rhett Butler: I want you to faint. This is what you were meant for. None of the fools you've ever known have kissed you like this, have they? Your Charles, or your Frank, or your stupid Ashley. Say you're going to marry me. Say yes. Say yes. Scarlett: Yes. Rhett Butler: Are you sure you meant it? You don't want to take it back? Scarlett: No. Scarlett: [pleads with Rhett as he is about to leave to join the Confederate Army] Oh, Rhett! Please, don't go! You can't leave me! Please! I'll never forgive you! Rhett Butler: I'm not asking you to forgive me. I'll never understand or forgive myself. And if a bullet gets me, so help me, I'll laugh at myself for being an idiot. There's one thing I do know... and that is that I love you, Scarlett. In spite of you and me and the whole silly world going to pieces around us, I love you. Because we're alike. Bad lots, both of us. Selfish and shrewd. But able to look things in the eyes as we call them by their right names. Scarlett: [struggles] Don't hold me like that! Rhett Butler:[holds her tighter] Scarlett! Look at me! I've loved you more than I've ever loved any woman and I've waited for you longer than I've ever waited for any woman. [kisses her forhead] Scarlett: [turns her face away] Let me alone! Rhett Butler:[forces her to look him in the eyes] Here's a soldier of the South who loves you, Scarlett. Wants to feel your arms around him, wants to carry the memory of your kisses into battle with him. Never mind about loving me, you're a woman sending a soldier to his death with a beautiful memory. Scarlett! Kiss me! Kiss me... once... [he kisses her] Scarlett: I'm glad ma is dead. I'm glad she's dead so she can't see me. I always wanted to be like her, calm and kind and...and I certainly have turned out disappointing. Rhett Butler: You know what, Scarlett? I think you're on the verge of a crying jag. So I'll change the subject and say what I came to say. Scarlett: Say it, then get out! What is it? Rhett Butler: That I can't go on any longer without you. Scarlett: Oh, you really are the most ill-bred man to come here at a time like this... Rhett Butler: I made up my mind you were the only woman for me, Scarlett, the first day I saw you at Twelve Oaks.Now that you've got your lumber mill and Frank's money, you won't come to me as you did to the jail, so I see I shall have to marry you. Scarlett: I've never heard of such bad taste. Rhett Butler:Would you be more convinced if I fell to my knees? Scarlett: Turn me loose, you varmint, and get out of here! Rhett Butler: Forgive me for startling you with the impetuosity of my sentiments, my dear Scarlett. I mean, my dear Mrs. Kennedy. But it cannot have escaped your notice that for some time past the friendship I have felt for you has ripened into a deeper feeling. A feeling more beautiful, more pure, more sacred. Dare I name it? Can it be love? Scarlett: Get up off your knees! I don't like your common jokes! Rhett Butler: This is an honorable proposal of marriage made at what I consider a most opportune moment. I can't go all my life waiting to catch you between husbands. Scarlett: You're coarse, and you're conceited. And I think this conversation has gone far enough. Besides, I shall never marry again." Rhett Butler: Oh yes, you will. And you'll marry me.
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