viernes, 30 de enero de 2009

la duda

Meryl Streep está increíble! Oscar más que merecido, espero.


¨Doubt can be a bond as powerful and sustaining as certainty. When you are lost, you are not alone.¨

lunes, 26 de enero de 2009

new moon

¨ 'So let´s both just be hopeful, all right?' I suggested. 'Not that it matters. If you stay, I don´t need heaven.' ¨


¨ 'Now and then I see something in her eyes, and I wonder if I´ve ever grasped how much pain she is really in. It´s not normal, Alice, and it... it frightens me. Not normal at all. Not like someone... left her, but like someone died.' His voice cracked. It was like someone had died- like I had died. Because it had been more than just losing the truest of loves, as if that were not enough to kill anyone. It was also losing a whole future, a whole family- the whole life that I had chosen... Charlie went on in a hopeless tone. 'I don´t know if she ´s going to get over it- I am not sure if it´s in her nature to heal from something like this. She´s always been such a constant little thing. She doesn´t get passed things, change her mind.' ¨

¨I was like a lost moon- my planet destroyed in some cataclysmic disaster-movie scenario of desolation- that continued, nevertheless, to circle in a tight little orbit around empty space left behind, ignoring the laws of gravity.¨

¨Instead of moving, I thought about Juliet some more.
I wondered what she would have done if Romeo had left her, not because he was banished, but because he lost interest? What if Rosalind had given him the time of day, and he´d changed his mind? What if instead of marrying Juliet, he´d just disappeared?
I thought I knew what Juliet would feel.
She wouldn´t go back to her old life, not really. She wouldn´t ever have moved on, I was sure of that . Even if she´d lived until she was old and gray, every time she closed her eyes, it would have been Romeo´s face she saw behind her lids. She would have accepted that, eventually.¨

¨That would be just like me- ruin everything, destroy the world, in a moment of klutziness.¨

¨But I felt his lips press silently against my forehead, and I didn´t care what the motivation was. At least I could be with him before I died. That was better than a long life.¨

¨I thought I´d explained it clearly before. Bella, I can´t leave in a world where you don´t exist.¨

¨Before you, Bella, my life was like a moonless night. very dark, but there were stars- points of light and reason... And then you shot across my sky like a meteor. Suddenly everything was on fire; there was brilliancy, there was beauty. When you were gone, when the meteor had fallen over the horizon, everything went black. Nothing had changed, but my eyes were blinded by the light. I couldn't see the stars anymore. And there was no more reason for anything.¨

¨ 'I don´t trust myself to be... enough. To deserve you. There is nothing about me that could hold you. '
`Your hold is permanent and unbreakable' he whispered. 'Never doubt that' ¨

Stephenie Meyer.

domingo, 18 de enero de 2009

crepúsculo

Muy mala. La esencia de Edward (vampiro del que estoy platónicamente enamorada) no aparece por ninguna parte... Es una peli de serie B cuando podría haberse hecho una realmente buena! Un desastre...

jueves, 15 de enero de 2009

pilots do matter

...and I´ll never laugh again at the uselessness of the plane´s emergency instructions for landing on the water!

sábado, 10 de enero de 2009

Steve Jobs

Stay hungry, stay foolish!

jueves, 8 de enero de 2009

twilight


I was well aware that my league and his league were spheres that did not touch.


¨Aren´t you hungry? ¨he asked, distracted.
¨No¨ I didn´t feel like mentioning that my stomach was already full- of butterflies.


About three things I was absolutely positive.
First, Edward was a vampire.
Second, there was a part of him- and I didn´t know how dominant that part might be- that thirsted for my blood.
And third, I was unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him.


¨I love you,¨ I whispered.
¨You are my life now,¨ he answered simply.


¨Afraid of a needle¨ he muttered to himself under his breath, shaking his head. ¨Oh, a sadistic vampire , intent on torturing her to death, sure, no problem, she runs off to meet him. An IV on the other hand...¨

Stephenie Meyer






I loved it! I know it is a teenage book, but it was just like living the first love again... The conversations between them reminded me of myself (when she was trying not to hyperventilate...). As well as how naturally she deals with their bizzare differences...