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My Favorite Movies and Quotes یکشنبه 89 اسفند 8 :: 1:27 عصر :: نویسنده : Nasrin Mohebbian
موضوع مطلب : یکشنبه 89 اسفند 8 :: 12:29 صبح :: نویسنده : Nasrin Mohebbian
موضوع مطلب : پنج شنبه 89 اسفند 5 :: 10:30 عصر :: نویسنده : Nasrin Mohebbian
فروشنده : این روزا کسی واسه کتاب پول نمیده.. موضوع مطلب : چهارشنبه 89 اسفند 4 :: 11:37 عصر :: نویسنده : Nasrin Mohebbian
Jacob: They"re all reactions! One thing begets the next. A man has a weakness, he"s flawed. That flaw leads him to guilt. The guilt leads him to shame. The shame he compensates with pride and vanity. And when pride fails, despair takes over and they all lead to his destruction. It will become his fate... Something"s gotta stop the flow. جاکوب:همش واکنش زنجیره ایه! یه چیز سبب وجود دیگری می شه. مردی که ضعفی داره معیوبه.این عیب اونو به گناه سوق می ده. گناه باعث شرم می شه. شرمی که اون با غرور و خودبینی جبران می کنه..و وقتی که غرورش شکست بخوره، نا امیدی بر او چیره می شه و او رو به تباهی سوق می ده..و این سرنوشت او می شه.
Tnx to Reza for intrdoucing this wonderful movie and Ali for sending me a link to DL. ;-) موضوع مطلب : سه شنبه 89 اسفند 3 :: 11:59 صبح :: نویسنده : Nasrin Mohebbian
Kurtz: Have you ever considered any real freedoms? Freedoms from the opinion of others... even the opinions of yourself? "تو هیچ وقت درست و حسابی به آزادی واقعی فکر کردی؟ آزادی از عقاید دیگران... موضوع مطلب : یکشنبه 89 اسفند 1 :: 2:33 عصر :: نویسنده : Nasrin Mohebbian
My name is Aloysious Christopher Parker and, if I ever have a son, he"ll be Charles Christopher Parker. Just like Charlie Parker. The people I know just call me Allie, and this is my story -- or part of it. I don"t expect it to explain all that much, but what"s a story anyway, except one of those connect the dots drawings that in the end forms a picture of something. That"s really all this is. That"s how things work for me. I go from this place, this person to that place or person. And, you know, it doesn"t really make that much difference. I"ve known all different kinds of people. Hung out with them, lived with them, watched them act things out in their own little ways. And to me... To me, those people I"ve known are like a series of rooms, just like all the places where I"ve spent time. You walk in for the first time curious about this new room -- the lamp, TV, whatever. And then, after a while, the newness is gone, completely. And then there"s this kind of dread, kind of creeping dread. You probably don"t even know what I"m talking about. But anyway I guess the point of all this is that after a while, something tells you, some voice speaks to you, and that"s it. Time to split. Go someplace else. People are going to be basically the same. Maybe use some different kind of refrigerator or toilet or something. But this thing tells you, and you have to start to drift. You may not even want to go, but things will inform you. So here I am now in a place where I don"t even understand their language. But, you know, strangers are still always just strangers. And the story, this part of the story, well, it"s how I got from there to here. Or maybe I should say from here to here tnx to tactman موضوع مطلب : |
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