For Ever Mozart Page #2
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I come to ask a favor of you.
The villagers to whom I spoke
say you love your cousin
and that you wooed me
as a kind of joke.
You'll need some money.
I've saved up.
Like that?
Alas... let's go!
What were you talking about?
Do you mind telling me?
We were talking about our country.
His family was killed.
and about how you feel.
When it hits you?
Yes.
It's not like in books.
They use nice sentences,
but it's not like that.
I told him what happens.
He agreed.
You don't feel anything,
but you say something.
What?
Once I was run over by a police car.
There was an explosion. I fell.
I was lying on the sidewalk
in a daze.
But I didn't think of dying.
There is no death.
There's only...
me...
who is going to die.
We're expecting you!
No, we're staying here.
Don't be stupid. It's cold.
No, we're staying here.
- At least come eat.
- We'll manage.
I'll be back later.
A room with a view.
Let's get to work.
What did he want?
What an ass.
Let's get to work.
Kings lunch, princes dine,
paupers sup.
Not like that.
Words are words
and kisses are kisses.
as soon as I open my mouth.
Let's get to work.
Tonight, philosophy.
Say something.
I think, therefore I am.
the "I" of "I think" is not the same
as the "I" of "I am". Why?
The relation between body and spirit
has yet to be shown.
Between thought and existence.
It's not funny.
I bit my tongue.
The sensation of I have of existence
is not yet a "me".
It's an unreflected sensation.
It's born within me,
but... without "me".
What are you up to?
Nothing, Uncle.
Is everything okay?
We're not tourists, Dad.
unhappier than we think.
And after all,
there's no such thing
as grown-ups.
What are you thinking?
I was wondering why I'm here...
and what it means to be here.
No.
Why do we ask such questions?
Why do we ask
whether we exist or not?
I'm alive and I'm here.
Why is it dark at night?
Maybe the universe was once
young like you.
And the sky was all ablaze.
As the world grew older,
it grew farther away.
When I look at the sky
through the stars,
I only see what has disappeared.
Tomorrow, Sheherazade.
I brought you a book.
A law of what?
There's a law of compensation.
Like with banks?
Balance, if you prefer.
Come on... for France.
Still no news?
A postcard.
Justice always prevails.
If you have a wife
and children,
you can't write Hamlet.
I thought Shakespeare was married.
You've never read him! I have.
He missed out
on some good stuff.
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