terça-feira, 16 de outubro de 2007

Before Sunset...

(...) When I was a little (boy), my mom told me that I was always late to school. One day she followed me to see why...I was looking at chestnuts falling from the trees, rolling on the sidewalk, or ants, crossing the road...the way a leaf casts a shadow on a tree trunk...Little things. I think it's the same with people. I see in them little details, so specific to each other, that move me, and that I miss, and...will always miss.You can never replace anyone, because everyone is made of such beautiful specific details (...)"
Before Sunset

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