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TO DO LIST
# MOVIES TO WATCH
The Price of Slavery
Hachiko-A Dog's Story
Can Dostum-Good Will Hunting (1997)
Dead Poets Society
Forrest Gump
Wonderful Life
YAPILACAKLAR LİSTESİ
İzlenecek filmler
Esaretin Bedeli
Hachiko-Bir Köpeğin Hikâyesi
Can Dostum-Good Will Hunting (1997)
Ölü Ozanlar Derneği
Forrest Gump
Şahane Hayat
« Suffering disappears, but the fact of having suffered always remains with us..»
[ Acı, geçer; ama acı çekmiş olduğumuz gerçeği, hep bizimle kalır.]
/ Leon Bloy
“You used to come out here and feed your fairies,” he said. “You believed in something you couldn’t see, something you couldn’t grasp. I did too, once. Boulevard du Temple, Paris. 1755. There was a young man with a violin and fire in his heart. I believed, with such certainty, he would be mine. And I was young. So much imagination.” He shook his head. “Humans grow old so quickly. Your lives are the blink of an eye when you see all eternity stretched out before you. Yet I kept bringing honey to something I couldn’t hold, I couldn’t possess. He died.” He nodded, as if to remind himself that it was true. “His fire was gone. So easily. And then my name was called by strangers, to Cairo. By the time I’d freed myself, and went back to France…” He fluttered his hand. “I never found his grave. I searched. I haunted the cemeteries so long they began to tell stories of me. Zane found me there.” He shook his head. “He dragged me back to Hell. Told me I was mad. Mad for a human whose soul I could never possess.”
“Leon…” I didn’t know what to say. It had been centuries, but his voice was still rough with pain. So many years, and a single human death haunted him.
Ironic that a killer would be tortured by a death.
“I’ve spent enough time haunting graveyards,” he said. “If you gave me your soul, neither gods nor men could take you from me. And that frightens you.”