vineri, 13 aprilie 2012

The vow

I have a theory too. My theory is about moments. Moments of impact. My theory is that these moments of impact, these flashes of high intensity that completely turn our lives upside down actually end up defining who we are. 

One of my absolute favorite moments.

The thing is each one of us is the sum total of every moment that we've ever experienced with all the people we've ever known. And it's these moments that become our history like our own personal greatest hits of memories that we play and replay in our minds over and over again.

I promise to never forget that this is a once in a lifetime love. 

So that's my theory. That these moments of impact define who we are. But what I never considered was what if one day you could no longer remember any of them? 

How do you look at the girl you love and tell yourself it's time to walk away?

I hope that one day I can love the way that you love me. 
You figured it out once, you'll do it again.

I chose to stay with him for all the things that he had done right and not to leave him for the one thing that he had done wrong. I chose to forgive him. 

I have to discover what it's like to be without you. On my own. 

A moment of impact. A moment of impact whose potential for change has ripple effects far beyond what we can predict. Sending some particles crashing together. Making them closer than before. While sending others spending off into great ventures. Ending where you'd never thought you'd find them. You see, that's the thing about moments like these. You can't, no matter how hard you try, control how they're gonna affect you. You just gotta let the colliding particles land where they may and wait until the next collision. 

duminică, 12 februarie 2012

The laws of attraction

But I do care about you. And so I will give you a divorce gladly because... call me old fashioned, but when you love someone I believe you should be unselfish enough to give them what they want. 

Darling, you can't live your life avoiding the mistakes I've made. You got to make your own.

Please, please, can you just be the guy who breaks the rules, just this once? It's really important. 

duminică, 5 februarie 2012

The women

-How about you? Would you like to get a face lift in a jar?
-This is my face. Deal with it.

Someone once said when you don't know what to do, do nothing. 

It feels like someone kicked you in the stomach. It feels like your heart stopped beating. It feels like that dream, you know, the one where you're falling and you want so desperately to wake up before you hit the ground but it's all out of your control. You can't trust anything anymore, no one is who they say they are. You life is changed forever and the only thing to come out of the whole experience is no one will be able to break your heart like that again... And I wouldn't discuss this with any of your friends. They'll all want to help and before you know it, you'll be taking care of them instead of yourself. 

Ok, ok, alright. I appreciate all of you trying to help, I do, but please don't dissect and analyze every square inch of this right now! I can't take it! Just be there for me! Silently!

-This would be so much easier if I didn't love him. There should be a pill that you can take to make love go away.
-Why would you want to make love go away? It's hard enough to find it in the first place...

You know what I do when I have a problem? Before I go to sleep I tell myself I'm gonna wake up with the answer. And that does it, I do. You try it, go on upstairs and get a good night sleep and tomorrow morning it will all look better. 

Let me give you Leah Miller's secret to life: don't give a shit about anybody. Be selfish. Because once you ask yourself the question: "What about me?", everything changes for the better. I mean, after all, who are you? What do you want, Mary?

sâmbătă, 4 februarie 2012

Friends with benefits

I really have to stop buying into this bullshit Hollywood cliche of true love. I'm just gonna shut myself down emotionally, like George Clooney.

-You're really gonna carry my bag? You're that girl?
-No, I'm gonna change your life. I'm that girl.
-My life is already pretty great.
-Oh, really? You wouldn't be here if your life were pretty great.

You know what I've discovered? It's not who you want to spend Friday night with. It's who you want to spend all day Saturday with. 

-Nothing, I'm just glad I met you.
-Yeah, well, knowing you doesn't suck either. 

You wanna be happy, find someone you like and never let him go. Or her, if you're into that creepy shit. 

I want my best friend back. Because I'm in love with her. 


Instead ask yourself, my dearest love, what should a free man do?

Goodbye, my love. He doesn't say it. There's no room for softness. Not in Sparta. No place for weakness. Only the hard and strong may call themselves spartans. Only the hard. Only the strong. 

We march. For our lands, for our freedom. We march. 

Remember this day, men, for it will be yours for all time.

Give them nothing but take from them everything. 

Today no spartan dies. 

-I have lived my entire life without regret until now. It's not that my son gave up his life for his country. It's just that I never told him that I loved him the most, that he stood by me with honor, that he was all that was best in me. 
-My heart is broken for your loss. 
-Heart? I have filled my heart with hate.

-Any message?
-For the queen? None that need be spoken.

-My king, it's an honor to die at your side.
-It's an honor to have lived at yours.

My queen, my wife, my love.

joi, 2 februarie 2012

Jerry Maguire

Who had I become? Just another shark in a suit?

Breakdown -> breakthrough.

I hated myself. No, no, no, here's what it was: I hated my place in the world.

I didn't care. I had lost the ability to bullshit. It was the me I always wanted to be.

The things we think and do not say.

That's how you become great, man. Hang your balls out there!

Roll with the punches. Tomorrow's another day.

And even if I have to ride you like Zorro, you're gonna show me the money.

This guy would go home with a gardening tool if it showed interest.

You know that feeling: you're not completely embarrassed yet but glimpse tomorrow's embarrassment?

Wow... that's more than a dress, that's an Audrey Hepburn movie...

Take it easy, don't cry at the beginning of a date. Cry at the end like I do.

Maybe love shouldn't be such a hard work.

-You know this is gonna change everything.

-Do you love her?
-How do I know?
-What do you mean how do you know?You know when you know.

You're better than the rest of them. Don't forget that.

I was just on some wild ride where I thought that I was in love enough for the both of us.

-I'm not a guy who runs. I stick.
-I don't need you to stick.
-What do you want?
-I don't know...
-My soul or something?
-Why not? I deserve that.
-What if I'm not built that way?

On the surface everything looks fine. I've got this great guy and he loves my kid and he sure does like me a lot and I can't live like that. It's not how I'm built.

If this is empty, this doesn't matter.

-Thanks for coming.
-I missed you. What can I say? You're all I've got.

Maybe you're all correct: men are the enemy. But I still love the enemy.

- If this is where it has to happen, this is where it has to happen. I'm not letting you get rid of me. How about that?... Tonight our little project, our company had a very big night. A very very big night. But it wasn't complete. It wasn't nearly close to being in the same vicinity as complete because I couldn't share it with you. I couldn't hear your voice or laugh about it with you. I miss my wife. We live in a cynical world. A cynical world. And we work in a business of tough competitors. I love you. You complete me.
-Shut up, just shut up! You had me at hello. You had me at hello...

You're my ambassador of kwan, man!

luni, 30 ianuarie 2012

Legends of the fall

Some people hear their inner voices with great clearness.  And they live by what they hear. Such people become crazy or they become legend. 

I don't know why Tristan did not kill that damned old bear. The old ones say that when a man and an animal have spilled each other's blood they become one. 

I'll wait for you however long it takes. I'll wait for you forever.

It is hard to tell of happiness. Time goes by and we feel safe too soon.

I followed all the rules. Man's, God's. And you... you followed none of them. And they all loved you more. Samuel, father, even my own wife.

I remember when he was a boy. I thought Tristan would never live to be an old man. I was wrong about that. I was wrong about many things. It was those who loved him most who died young. He was a rock they broke themselves against, however much he tried to protect them. But he had his honor and a long life and he saw his children grow and raise their own families. 

His grave is not marked but it does not matter. He had always lived in the border land anyway. Somewhere between this world and the other. It was a good death...

duminică, 29 ianuarie 2012

Mama Roxi

De cateva zile a venit mama Roxanei in tara. Sambata, cand am venit de la munca acasa, a inceput sa-mi spuna unele chestii care m-au mirat putin. Adica mi-a impachetat hainele de sala, pe care le pusesem sa se usuce pe usa de la camera, si a zis ca ea vrea ordine, ca nu ii place dezordinea. Si ca alea stateau ca la tigani. Apoi, a zis ca a dus gunoiul, ca erau tampoane in el si stateau de cateva zile si ea duce gunoiul in fiecare seara, ca vin gandaci daca nu-l ducem. Apoi, ca a mutat uleiurile in debara si ca o sa faca loc acolo sa le aseze pe toate pe categorii, toate ceaiurile, tot ce e in bucatatrie, ca sa le folosim mai usor. Apoi mi-a zis sa nu cumva sa usuc rufe in casa, ca a vazut ca am un suport mic de uscat rufe. Ca nu mai vrea mucegai, ca s-a chinuit o gramada cu el. Mi-a zis ca emailatul unei cazi costa cam 200 de lei, ca a dat nu stiu ce vecina... Si ca atunci cand mai strang banuti, pot sa mai fac cate ceva prin casa. Cum ar fi asta cu cada, sau sa duc mocheta din sufragerie la spalatoria de masini de langa bloc, sa mi-o spele aia. Dar asta la vara. Sau sa chem pe cineva sa rascheteze parchetul... Ca si cum ar fi casa mea. Ca ea nu-mi cere chirie, dar sa mai fac cateva chestii prin casa din cand in cand...

Eu muncisem o zi intreaga, a fost o zi lunga la salon, eram super obosita... Si cand ajung acasa imi iau drama direct. M-a demoralizat total, nu ma asteptam sa fie atat de obsedata. 

Sta o luna si are planuri mari sa faca nu stiu ce chestii prin casa. Si pun pariu ca si eu fac parte din planurile ei... dar asta nu facea parte din planurile mele pe anul asta. Nu vreau sa-mi bag viata si banii pe care ii castig intr-o casa. Mai ales intr-una care nu e a mea. Nu vreau sa fie mereu ordine si disciplina, nu vreau sa fiu conditionata de anumite chestii, cel putin in privinta asta... Credeam ca aici o sa fie altfel. 

Trebuie neaparat sa fac demersuri pentru un loc al meu. Dar nu-mi imaginez cum as putea face asta, cand mie nu-mi ajung banii nici macar pentru cheltuielile zilnice de acum. Un alt job poate? 

sâmbătă, 21 ianuarie 2012

I like

- your mischievous smile
- your rather weird hair
- your sense of humour
- your perverse mind
- the occasional annoying conversations
- the funny random noises you make
- the burning touch of your fingertips on my skin
- how you know most of the things on my mind
- the way you wink at me
- the feeling that I get whenever I'm near you
I won't give my heart to anyone but if you're brave enough you can try to steal it...
The most memorable people in your life will be the ones who loved you when you weren't very lovable.
Am gasit chestiile astea pe facebook si mi-au placut mult.

joi, 19 ianuarie 2012


Your heart is free. Have the courage to follow her.
Oui. Parce que chaque jour j'ai pense a toi.
I will love you my whole life. You and no other. 
Les anglais savent pas a quoi sert une lingue. 
- I'm dreaming.
- Yes, you are. And you must wake.
- I don't want to wake. I want to stay here with you.
- And I with you. But you must wake now.
I've lived long enough to live free, proud to see you become the man you are. I'm a happy man. 
- Those men who bled the ground red at Falkirk, they fought for William Wallace and he fights for something that I've never had. And I took it from him when I betrayed him on the battle field. And it's tearing me apart. 
- All men betray, all lose heart...
- I don't want to lose heart! I want to believe, as he does! I will never be on the wrong side again!
- Why do you help me?
- Because of the way you are looking at me now...
Every man dies. Not every man really lives.