Quotes from Francesca Johnson：
"I struggle to...put it together in a way that allows me to continue...knowing that we're on separate roads. But then, I look through the lens of my camera and you're there. I start to write an article and I find myself writing it to you. It's clear to me now that we have been moving towards each other...towards those 4 days, all of our lives."
I realized that he had been here just a few minutes before. I was lying where the water had run down his body...and I found that intensely erotic. Almost everything about Robert Kincaid...had begun to seem erotic to me.
Do what you have to to be happy in this life. There is so much beauty.
Nobody understands when a woman makes a choice...to marry and have children...in one way, her life begins, but in another way, it stops. You build a life of details...and you just stop and stay steady...so that your children can move. And when they leave...they take your life of details with them. You're expected to move on, but you don't remember what moved you...because no one's asked you in so long, not even yourself.
For all we know
We may never meet again
Before you go
Make this moment sweet again
We won't say good night
Until the last note
I'll hold out my hand
And my heart will be in it
For all we know
This may only be a dream.
Quotes from Robert Kincaid：
I'm looking for a bridge. One of those covered bridges in this neighborhood.
I have 3 cameras around my neck...and I've got a tripod, and my pants are around my ankles. I'm behind a bush, and then suddenly I see this gorilla. A huge gorilla, staring right at me...with the most lascivious look you've ever seen. More than any creature with that much hair.
I don't think obsessions have reasons. That's why they're obsessions.
I guess I'd say that the most exciting place I've been to was Africa. Because it's another world. It's not just the cultures and the people.That's great, but it's the air. The colors from dawn to dusk. There's something tangible about it. The cohabitation of man and beast, and beast and beast. Who'll survive and who won't. There's no judgement about it either. There's no imposed morality. It's just the way it is. It's beautiful, really. Just nothing like it. It's... A voyeur's paradise.
The silver apples of the moon, and the golden apples of the sun." Yeats. "The Song of Wandering Aengus."
- You can kind of get lost on the road.
- I never got lost. I was more at home everywhere than just in one place. Kind of like a citizen of the world.
I have a problem with this American family ethic...that seems to have hypnotized the country. You probably think of someone like me as a displaced soul...destined to wander the planet with no TV or self-cleaning oven.
Look at this one. Look at their expressions. Beautiful. As if the camera isn't on them. They're not photographs, they're stories.
To ancient evenings and distant music?