I think we’re always responsible for our actions. We’re free. I raise my hand; I’m responsible. I turn my head to the right; I’m responsible. I’m unhappy; I’m responsible. I smoke a cigarette; I’m responsible. I shut my eyes; I’m responsible. I forget that I’m responsible, but I am. I told you escape is a pipe dream. After all, everything is beautiful. You only have to take an interest in things, see their beauty. It’s true. After all, things are just what they are. A face is a face. Plates are plates. Men are men. And life… is life.
– Nana, Vivre Sa Vie by Jean-Luc Godard (1962)
I love that you get cold when it’s 71 degrees out. I love that it takes you an hour and a half to order a sandwich. I love that you get a little crinkle above your nose when you’re looking at me like I’m nuts. I love that after I spend the day with you, I can still smell your perfume on my clothes. And I love that you are the last person I want to talk to before I go to sleep at night. And it’s not because I’m lonely, and it’s not because it’s New Year’s Eve. I came here tonight because when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible.
– Harry Burns
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