The Eskimos had fifty-two names for snow because it was important to them: there ought to be as many for love.
I keep thinking about this river somewhere, with the water moving really fast. And these two people in the water, trying to hold onto each other, holding on as hard as they can, but in the end it’s just too much. The current’s too strong. They’ve got to let go, drift apart.
我不是来讨人喜欢的,我是来被爱的。
每部电影都是一次学习经历。