A Guy Who Films the Clouds

"Guardo l’ora, ma non è ancora tempo.

"Beauty is often spoke of as though it only stirs lust and admiration, but the most beautiful people are so in a way that makes them look like destiny or fate or meaning, the heroes of a remarkable story. Desire for them is in part a desire for a noble destiny, and beauty can seem like a door to meaning as well as to pleasure. And yet such people are often nothing extraordinary except in their effect on others. Exceptional beauty and charm are among those gifts given by the sinister fairy at the christening. They give the bearer considerable sway over others, which can keep them so busy being a sort of siren on the rocks where others shipwreck that they forget that they themselves need to figure out where they are going."

“Io credo che tu sia la parte migliore della mia vita, quella senza bugie, senza inganni o incazzature, la parte che si può sognare, anche la notte, perché io continuo a sognarti.”

Suonavamo perché l’Oceano è grande, e fa paura, suonavamo perché la gente non sentisse passare il tempo, e si dimenticasse dov’era, e chi era. Suonavamo per farli ballare, perché se balli non puoi morire, e ti senti Dio.”

"La vita ha bisogno di illusioni, cioè di non verità tenute per verità".

The thought that you exist is so divinely blissful in itself that it is ridiculous to talk about the everyday sadness of separation – a week’s, ten days’ – what does it matter? since my whole life belongs to you.

“Desiderami, stremami, versami, sacrificami. Fai vacillare le cinte dei miei ultimi limiti.”

“Non si può nemmeno immaginare quanto la vita potrebbe essere libera da peccati, se la morale non si scandalizzasse.”