10 Filmes que me definem.

10 - Minha Vida sem Mim

"...Este é você, na chuva. Nunca pensou que fosse fazer algo assim. Você nunca se viu como - não sei como descreveria - como uma dessas pessoas que gostam de olhar a lua ou que passam horas contemplando as ondas ou o pôr-do-sol. Deve saber que tipo de pessoas estou falando. Talvez não saiba. Seja como for, você gosta de ficar assim: lutando contra o frio, sentindo a água penetrar na sua camisa e a sensação do chão ficando fofo debaixo dos seus pés e do cheiro. Do som dá água batendo nas folhas e todas as coisas que estão nos livros que você não leu. Esse é você.Quem teria imaginado? Você."

09 - O Hotel de um Milhão de Dólares

"The heart is a sleeping beauty and love the only kiss it can't resist. Even if its eyes lay open wide, there is a heart that sleeps inside. And it's to there you must be hastening. For all hearts dream, they dream only of awakening."

08 - Lavoura Arcaica

"Não tive o meu contento, o mundo não terá de mim a misericórdia! Amar e ser amado era tudo o que eu queria, mas fui jogado à margem sem consulta"

07 - Beleza Roubada

"I have her secret deep within for years I've had to hide I've bought the clues And now I'm hope To bring the truth outside"
" I wait I wait so patiently I'm as quiet as a cup I hope you'll come and rattle me Quick! Come wake me up."












06 - Brilho Eterno de uma Mente sem Lembranças

"-I don't know. I felt like I was a scared little kid, I was like... it was above my head, I don't know.
-You were scared?
-Yeah. I thought you knew that about me. I ran back to the bonfire, trying to outrun my humiliation.
-Was it something I said?
-Yeah, you said "so go." With such disdain, you know?
-Oh, I'm sorry.
-It's okay.
-Joely? What if you stayed this time?
-I walked out the door. There's no memory left.
- Come back and make up a good-bye at least. Let's pretend we had one.
-Bye Joel.
-I love you...
-Meet me... in Montauk..."















05 - As Horas

"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."

















04 - Encontros e Desencontros
" - I just don't know what I'm supposed to be. You know? I tried being a writer, but... I hate what I write. And I tried taking pictures, but they're so mediocre, you know. Every girl goes through a photography phase. You know, like horses? You know? Take, uh, dumb pictures of your feet.
- You'll figure that out. I'm not worried about you. Keep writing.
- But I'm so mean.
- Mean's okay."


















03 - Os Sonhadores

"I was one of the insatiables. The ones you'd always find sitting closest to the screen. Why do we sit so close? Maybe it was because we wanted to receive the images first. When they were still new, still fresh. Before they cleared the hurdles of the rows behind us. Before they'd been relayed back from row to row, spectator to spectator; until worn out, secondhand, the size of a postage stamp, it returned to the projectionist's cabin. Maybe, too, the screen was really a screen. It screened us... from the world."


















02 - O Show de Truman

"We've become bored with watching actors give us phony emotions. We are tired of pyrotechnics and special effects. While the world he inhabits is, in some respects, counterfeit, there's nothing fake about Truman himself. No scripts, no cue cards. It isn't always Shakespeare, but it's genuine. It's a life. "

















01 - Magnolia

"Who the fuck are you, who the fuck do you think you are? I come in here, you don't know me, you don't know who I am, what my life is, you have the balls, the indecency to ask me a question about my life? Fuck you, too! Don't call me "lady"! I come in here, I give these things to you, you check, you make your phone calls, look suspicious, ask questions! I'm sick! I have sickness all around me and you fucking ask me about my life?! "What's wrong?" Have you seen death in your bed? In your house? Where's your fucking decency? And then I'm asked fucking questions. What's...wrong?! You suck my dick! That's what's wrong! And you, you fucking call me "lady"?! Shame on you! Shame on you!! Shame on both of you!"