"I remind myself every morning: Nothing I say this day will teach me anything. So if I'm going to learn, I must do it by listening."
23.1.21
1.1.21
4.12.20
30.9.20
9.5.20
"For some reason, we were going down the wrong path and Mother Nature just said, Enough already, we’ve got to stop everything, This is going to last long enough to lead to some kind of new way of thinking.”
"I think it’s going to be much more spiritual and much kinder and it’s going to bring us all closer together in a really strong and beautiful way. It’s going to be a different world on the other side and it’s going to be a much more intelligent world."
"I think it’s going to be much more spiritual and much kinder and it’s going to bring us all closer together in a really strong and beautiful way. It’s going to be a different world on the other side and it’s going to be a much more intelligent world."
1.4.20
10.3.20
"I'm dead, Anna. No, no, I'm not dead. No, that's wrong. Too melodramatic. I'm not dead at all. But I live without self-respect. I know it sounds silly - pretentious - since almost all people are forced to live without self-worth. Humiliated to the core, stifled and spat upon. They just live. They know nothing more. They know no alternative. Even if they did, they would never reach for it. You understand? Can you be sick from humiliation? Is it a disease we're all infected by and we have to live with? We talk so much about freedom, Anna. Isn't freedom a terrible poison for the humiliated... or is the word "freedom" only a drug the humiliated use in order to endure. I can't live with this. I've given up. Sometimes it's almost unbearable. The days drag by. I feel like I'm choking on the food I swallow, the crap I get rid of, the words I say. The light - the daylight which comes every morning and yells at me to get up. Or the sleep which always brings dreams, chasing me back and forth. Or just the darkness rattling with ghosts and memories. Has it occurred to you, Anna, that the worse off people are, the less they complain? Eventually they're silent... even though they're living creatures with nerves, eyes and hands. Massive armies of both victims and executioners. The light which rises and sinks heavily. The cold approaches. Darkness. The heat. The smell. And everyone is silent. We can never leave this place. I don't believe in escape. It's too late. Everything's too late."
13.2.20
"Cynicism masquerades as wisdom, but it is the furthest thing from it. Because cynics don't learn anything. Because cynicism is a self-imposed blindness: a rejection of the world because we are afraid it will hurt us or disappoint us. Cynics always say 'no.' But saying 'yes' begins things. Saying 'yes' is how things grow."
14.1.20
"Estamos absolutamente emocionados e extasiados por nossos colegas terem reconhecido a urgência deste filme, e honrados por estarmos na companhia de documentários tão importantes. Numa época em que a extrema direita está se espalhando como uma epidemia, esperamos que esse filme possa nos ajudar a entender como é crucial proteger nossas democracias"
3.1.20
5.12.19
"I woke up with a feeling I just could not take
I woke up with a feeling I just could not take
I woke up with a feeling I just could not take
I woke up with a (not take)"
(...)
Swallowed up
Swallowed up by the city
By the city, by the city
Humans the size of rats
Opportunity cracks, opportunity stutters
It only takes a minute
And it takes it, and it takes it
And it takes it, and it takes it"
I woke up with a feeling I just could not take
I woke up with a feeling I just could not take
I woke up with a (not take)"
(...)
Swallowed up
Swallowed up by the city
By the city, by the city
Humans the size of rats
Opportunity cracks, opportunity stutters
It only takes a minute
And it takes it, and it takes it
And it takes it, and it takes it"
29.11.19
10.11.19
4.11.19
"Mas nessa conversa imaginária com os meus netos imaginários não perderei muito tempo com a “caça às bruxas” das primeiras décadas do século 21. Também falarei do filme —uma comédia romântica, aparentemente ligeira, com atores que, depois da rodagem, também se afastaram de Woody Allen com náusea. Exatamente como os seus antepassados se afastavam dos comunistas, reais ou imaginários."
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