“I don’t like the idea of ‘understanding’ a film. I don’t believe that rational understanding is an essential element in the reception of any work of art. Either a film has something to say to you or it hasn’t. If you are moved by it, you don’t need it explained to you. If not, no explanation can make you moved by it.
Vanessa Bell: Virginia..
Virginia Woolf: Leonard thinks it’s the end of civilization: people who are invited at 4 and arrive at 2:30.
Vanessa Bell: Oh God!
Virginia Woolf: Barbarians.
“Did you speak to me last night?”
“if you won’t listen to reason, there is always Towanda.”
“The only unbearable thing is that nothing is unbearable.”
“Camilla..You’ve come back..”
“The ceiling is probably the last thing most people see. For at least 90% of people. For sure and when you die, the last thing you see is printed in your eye. Like a photo. Imagine the number of people with ceilings in their eyes.”
" – Is that hard enough?
– Is that soft enough?"
- Why are you lying?
-I’m not lying.
-Then why are you crying?
-I’m not crying.
“All you need is to desire it.”
“Oh, Mrs. Dalloway… Always giving parties to cover the silence.”
“Sir, I’m not from around here. I can’t be an example.”
“I now walk into the wild.”
“Someone once said , a happy ending depends on where you decide to stop your story , then again ; it could be where you realize your story is not yet over, that you are only at the end of the begining.”
“You. All of you. Everything! But I’d be satisfied with one single moment, so perfect, it would last a lifetime. For example, this one. This one here is great. I don’t want forever. I want now. Now! Now! Now! I want loads of ‘nows’ and I want them til I turn old and grey. And besides, I want more cake.”
“There is one thing that I wish for.
There is one thing without which
my happiness in this world
I was not born to live alone.I must have someone with me.”
“It’s sad, believe me, when you realize that the distressing things by far overweight the beautiful things you feel.”
“And remember this, that if you’ve been hated, you’re also been loved.”
“Did it matter, then, she asked herself, walking toward Bond Street. Did it matter that she must inevitably cease, completely. All this must go on without her. Did she resent it? Or did it not become consoling to believe that death ended absolutely? It is possible to die. It is possible to die.”
" I remember one morning getting up at dawn, there was such a sense of possibility. You know, that feeling? And I remember thinking to myself: So, this is the beginning of happiness. This is where it starts. And of course there will always be more. It never occurred to me it wasn’t the beginning. It was happiness. It was the moment. Right then."