Endast Issa är vaken…

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Nej då. Min granne är igång. Det har ju kommit lite snö så han skottar. Nu är ju klockan bara halv ett men han kommer hålla på några timmar.

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Han pausar ibland. Sen är han snart igång igen… Han lär hålla på tills hela trottoaren är ren. Ibland skottar han gatan också men, aldrig min sida. Trottoaren på denna sidan får aldrig hjälp av honom. Men han måste väl sätta gränser någonstans.

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Bara för att allting är så vackert (och för att jag vill komma ihåg det)

Emma: ”Whatever happens tomorrow, we had today. I’ll always remember it.”

Emma: ”I love you, Dexter. I just don’t like you anymore.”
Emma: ”Your wedding invitations are scented?!”
Dexter: ”Lavender.”
Emma: ”No, Dex, money. They smell of money.”

Emma: ”When we were at University…I had a crush on you.”
Dexter: ”So what happened?”
Emma: ”I got to know you, you cured me of you.”

Dexter: ”The problem is, I pretty much fancy everyone. It’s like I’ve just got out of prison all of the time. It’s a real problem.”
Emma: ”I can imagine…”

Dexter: ”Emma and I are just good friends.”
Alison: ”You sure about that?”
Dexter: ”Anyway, she’s not my type.”
Alison: ”Which is exactly why I like her.”

Ian: She made you decent, and in return you made her so happy, so happy, and I will always be grateful to you for that.

“What are you going to do with your life?” In one way or another it seemed that people had been asking her this forever; teachers, her parents, friends at three in the morning, but the question had never seemed this pressing and still she was no nearer an answer… ”Live each day as if it’s your last’, that was the conventional advice, but really, who had the energy for that? What if it rained or you felt a bit glandy? It just wasn’t practical. Better by far to be good and courageous and bold and to make difference. Not change the world exactly, but the bit around you. Cherish your friends, stay true to your principles, live passionately and fully and well. Experience new things. Love and be loved, if you ever get the chance.”

“And then she frowned, and shook her head, then put her arms around him once more, pressing her face into his shoulder, making a noise that sounded almost like rage.
‘What’s up?’ he asked.
‘Nothing. Oh, nothing. Just…’ She looked up at him. ‘I thought I’d finally got rid of you.’
‘I don’t think you can.’ he said”

“…you feel a little bit lost right now about what to do with your life, a bit rudderless and oarless and aimless but that’s okay that’s alright because we’re all meant to be like that at twenty-four.”

“In eight years not a day has gone by when she hasn’t thought of him. She misses him and she wants him back. I want my best friend back, she thinks, because without him nothing is good and nothing is right.”

“She drinks pints of coffee and writes little observations and ideas for stories with her best fountain pen on the linen-white pages of expensive notebooks. Sometimes, when it’s going badly, she wonders if what she believes to be a love of the written word is really just a fetish for stationery.”

“Em, we’ve known each other five or six years now, but two years properly, as, you know, ‘friends’, which isn’t that long but I think I know a bit about you and I think I know what your problem is. Here it is. I think you’re scared of being happy, Emma. I think you think that the natural way of things is for your life to be grim and grey and dour and to hate your job, hate where you live, not to have success or money or God forbid a boyfriend. In fact, I think I’ll go further and say that I think you actually get a kick out of being disappointed and under-achieving, because it’s easier, isn’t it? Failure and unhappiness is easier because you can make a joke out of it.”

Finaste finaste finaste filmen.

Igår kröp vi ner i soffan, ett glas vin lite tända ljus och One day. Jag hoppades att de inte skulle sabba det totalt, filmer brukar vara så sjukt mycket sämre än böckerna och boken är riktigt bra. Men denna filmen är ett undantag. Ett riktigt undantag. Det är så väl avvägt vad som ska vara med och hur de visar årtalen och knyter ihop och jaaa. Det här är kanske det bästa jag sett. någonsin. Det är vackert och smart och snyggt och bara helt otroligt bra.

Dexter: ”If I could give you just one gift, do you know what it would be? Confidence. That or a scented candle.”

Emma: ”I think we need some rules…”
Dexter: ”Rules?!”
Emma: ”I’m not taking any chances with our friendship. Separate bedrooms, no flirting and absolutely no skinny dipping.”

Dexter: ”I need to speak to someone. Not someone – you.”