OS PEQUENOS DETALHES

A gente se sente assim, renovada. Como se uma brisa refrescante batesse no nosso rosto e levasse embora tudo o mais, tudo que nos entristece e nos abate. Mas traz consigo novas preocupações.
Preocupacões de que o sonho termine ou de que não mesmo exista. De que não passasse de mais bobeiras de uma cabecinha adolescente, alienada com todas as histórias as quais assistimos nos filmes e lemos nos livros.

Enquanto isso, deixe-me viver, com minhas memórias coloridas. Deixe-me apegar aos pequenos detalhes, momentos curtos que passam logo e deixam indícios dentro de mim. Me apego a eles com força, com medo de que sejam as únicas coisas que tenho por enquanto. Será?

Acordei cantarolando O Fantasma da Ópera. Deu saudade, baixei a trilha sonora. Escuto agora, entrando em histórias de amores impossíveis. Histórias extraordinárias, que ocorrem com pessoas extraordinárias. Seria eu a protagonista de um romance um pouco mais longo e incerto? Ou de vários romances ao longo de minha existência? Porque já vivi isso antes. Sim, embora o sentimento tenha desvanecido, estou certa de que o vivi de forma intensa.

Poderia eu viver isso de novo? Sendo que de novo, haveria data pra acabar? Será que ele pensa assim, será que se importaria? Enquanto a chuva esfria o quarto, batendo forte na janela, não consigo tirar essas dúvidas de mim. Afastá-las para terminar o que vim fazer (meu trabalho de introdução à engenharia elétrica).

O filme que vi ontem (recomendação dele mesmo, o que me faz ter ainda mais dúvidas) foi Tristão e Isolda. Separei mil e uma citações que achei relevantes, lindas demais para eu esquecer.

Lá vai:
- What shall we do, mylord?
- Rebuild.

He's got the heart of a lion (about Tristan)

- Did I love him like a son? Or did I misuse him for my own purposes?

- What of your parents?
- They also died when I was a child
- Of what?
- A different type of Irish kindness

Um poema:
"There she who bore you
brought you forth
Set me as a seal upon your heart
as a seal upon your arm
for love is as strong as death"

Outro poema:
"My face in thine eyes
thine in mine appears
And true plain hearts
do in their faces rest
Where can we find two better hemispheres
Without sharp north,
without declining west?
Whatever dies was not mixed equally
If our two loves be one
or thou and I love so alike
that none can slacken, none can die."

- Why be capable of feelings if we're not to have them? Why long for things if they're not meant to be ours?

-Come with me! Come with me!
- I can't
- Why not? Please!
- Tristan, we both know this can't be. We've know it from the start!
That doesn't mean it isn't true, it is! And I want to know that you're alive somewhere thinking of me from time to time. I want to know that there's more to this life and I can't know that if they kill you! Please! (kiss) Go!

- And you stay?
- If you're surprised, then we're wounded already.

- There are other things to live for: Duty, honor.
- They are not life, Tristan. They are shells of life. And empty ones if in the end all they hold are days without love. Love is made by God. Ignore it and you will suffer as you cannot imagine.
- Then I'll no longer live without it.

- Yesterday at the market I saw a couple holding hands and I realized we'll never do that. Never anything like it. No picnics or unguarded smiles. No rings. Just... stolen moments that leave too quickly.

- You really love her.
- Yes, I do. Terribly. I didn't know how empty I was. She sustains me. She thrills me.

- I miss Ireland.
- Isolde, this must end
- That's like asking me to stop breathing
- This can't be
- Please don't leave me. Please!

- Behold your hero! I'll have my own heroes now.

- Why does loving you feel so wrong?

- For all time, they'd say it was our love brought down a kingdom. Remember us.

- I tought someone believed in me.
- It will be undone.
- Tristan, I'm for the worms. Swear to me that you are true.
- As we were brothers.
- Build my boat.

- Will you always be little man that cannot see what was and what can be again?

- I must heed their call. I am the king.

- Know that I love you Tristan. Wherever you go, whatever you see. I'll always be with you.
- You were right. I don't know if life is greater than death. But love was more than either.

Sinceramente, inspirador. Chorei, claro, como boa romântica. Tive que me emocionar com a intensidade do amor demonstrado pelo casal. Gostei muito do script, com falas inteligentes e muitas memoráveis, como essas que acabei de colocar ali em cima. Esse entrou pra lista de filmes.