terça-feira, março 01, 2005
É tudo tão simples, para quê complicar?
A preguiça, o comodismo e o deixa andar, preenchem a vida de qualquer despreocupado que vagueia pela vida porque nasceu. Há quem não tenha objectivos, porque não os quer ter, porque não consegue ter, porque não os pensou. Há quem apenas viva, coma e cague. Há quem não tenha sonhos e há cá viva nos sonhos. Há quem não queira mais nada da vida que não seja apenas viver, acordar, adormecer. Há quem queira ser livre sem se preocupar.
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Respondo-te a este «post» com citações de um dos meus filmes favoritos e rezo para que saibas Inglês!
As citações são todas da mesma personagem, Lester Burnham:
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My name is Lester Burnham. This is my neighborhood; this is my street; this is my life. I am 42 years old; in less than a year I will be dead. Of course I don't know that yet, and in a way, I am dead already.
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Both my wife and daughter think I'm this gigantic loser and they're right, I have lost something. I'm not exactly sure what it is but I know I didn't always feel this... sedated. But you know what? It's never too late to get it back.
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Janie's a pretty typical teenager. Angry, insecure, confused. I wish I could tell her that's all going to pass, but I don't want to lie to her.
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It's a great thing when you realize you still have the ability to surprise yourself.
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Remember those posters that said, "Today is the first day of the rest of your life"? Well, that's true of every day but one - the day you die.
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I had always heard your entire life flashes in front of your eyes the second before you die. First of all, that one second isn't a second at all, it stretches on forever, like an ocean of time... For me, it was lying on my back at Boy Scout camp, watching falling stars... And yellow leaves, from the maple trees, that lined my street... Or my grandmother's hands, and the way her skin seemed like paper... And the first time I saw my cousin Tony's brand new Firebird... And Janie... And Janie... And... Carolyn. I guess I could be pretty pissed off about what happened to me... but it's hard to stay mad, when there's so much beauty in the world. Sometimes I feel like I'm seeing it all at once, and it's too much, my heart fills up like a balloon that's about to burst... And then I remember to relax, and stop trying to hold on to it, and then it flows through me like rain and I can't feel anything but gratitude for every single moment of my stupid little life... You have no idea what I'm talking about, I'm sure. But don't worry... you will someday.
Espero que gostes... E que se não o tiveres visto que vejas. Vale a pena!(A propósito é o "American Beauty" - Beleza Americana.)
As tuas rezas foram ouvidas, sei inglês. Achei a escolha deste excerto do "Beleza Americana" uma boa escolha, sendo também um dos meus filmes de eleição. Obrigado.
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