The last scene from Momento( by Christopher Nolan)
I have to believe in a world that out of my mind. I have to believe my actions still have meaning even if i can't remember them.
I have to believe when my eyes closed the world still here.
Do i believe the world still here? Is it still out there?
Yeah...
We all need mirrors to remind who we are...
I'm not different... Now where was i?...
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YDS'de en çok çıkan kelimeler C Harfi
calamity = felaket
calculator = hesap makinesi
call for = talep etmek, istemek (= demand)
calm = sakin
can’t take one’s eyes off = gözlerini birinden veya bir şeyden alamamak
cancel = iptal etmek (= call off)
candidate = aday
captivating = büyüleyici (= enchanting, fascinating)
captive = tutsak, esir
captivity = tutsaklık, esaret
capture =
Lost Boy
Then one night, as I closed my eyes
I saw a shadow flying high
He came to me with the sweetest smile
Told me he wanted to talk for awhile
He said, "Peter Pan, that's what they call me
I promise that you'll never be lonely," and ever since that day
I am a lost boy from Neverland
Usually hanging out with Peter Pan
And when we're bored we play in the woods
Always on the run from Captain Hook
"Run, run, lost boy," they say to me
Away from all of reality
Moby - Extreme Ways
...
Well I didn't have much to say
I didn't get above the light
I closed my eyes I closed myself
I closed my world I'll never opened up to anything
That could get me along
I had to close down my mind
Too many things could cut me
Too much can make me blind
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"Kit, Kit. I'm afraid, but it's not only that. Kit, all these years I've been living for you. I didn't know it, and now I do. I do know it! But now you're going away." He tried to roll over and lie on top of her arm, he clutched her hand always tighter.
"I'm not!" She cried. His legs moved spasmodically. "I'm right here!" she shouted, even louder, trying to imagine how her voice sounded to him, whirling down his own dark halls toward chaos. And as he lay still for a while, breathing violently, she began to think: "He says it's more than just being afraid. But it isn't. He's never lived for me. Never. Never."
(...)
"But Kit," he said softly. They looked at each other. She made a slight motion with her head, letting it fall onto his chest. Even as he glanced down at her, her first sob came up, and the first cleared the passage for the others. He closed his eyes again, and for a moment had the illusion of holding the world in his arms, a warm world all tropics, lashed by storm. "No, no, no, no, no, no, no," he said. It was all he had the strength to say. But even if he had been able to say more, still he would have said only: "No, no, no, no."
