Saturday, January 26, 2008

'Islands of light are swimming on the grass,' said Rhoda. 'They have fallen through the trees.'

[V. Woolf, 'The Waves']

Αξέχαστα λόγια:

Clementine: You were afraid?
Joel: I thought you knew that about me.

[Eternal Sunshine of a Spotless Mind]

Προσκαλώ σε, ω Ε να παίξεις κι εσύ.