Beiträge von Santine19

    Der Anfang eines Buches, dass mich einfach nicht loslässt:


    The Book Of Lost Things - John Connolly


    Once upon a time—for that is how all stories should begin—there was a boy who lost his mother.


    He had, in truth, been losing her for a very long time. The disease that was killing her was a creeping, cowardly thing, a sickness that ate away at her from the inside, slowly consuming the light within, so that her eyes grew a little less bright with each passing day and her skin a little more pale.


    And as she was stolen away from him, piece by piece, the boy became more and more afraid of finally losing her entirely. He wanted her to stay. He had no brothers and no sisters, and while he loved his father it would be true to say that he loved his mother more. He could not bear to think of a life without her.

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    Viele Disneylieder haben auch in der deutschen Version den Originaltitel.
    Das Lied von "Die Schöne und das Biest" heisst übrigens einfach "Die Schöne und das Biest." ;)
    Can you feel the love tonight - Kann es wirklich Liebe sein

    Breakfast at Tiffany's


    Holly: Ich finde Sie süß. Außerdem erinnern Sie mich an meinen Bruder Fred. Darf ich Fred zu Ihnen sagen?
    ~
    Holly Golightly: He's all right! Aren't you, cat? Poor cat! Poor slob! Poor slob without a name! The way I see it I haven't got the right to give him one. We don't belong to each other. We just took up one day by the river. I don't want to own anything until I find a place where me and things go together. I'm not sure where that is but I know what it is like. It's like Tiffany's.
    Paul Varjak: Tiffany's? You mean the jewelry store.
    Holly Golightly: That's right. I'm just CRAZY about Tiffany's!
    ~
    Holly Golightly: I'll tell you one thing, Fred, darling... I'd marry you for your money in a minute. Would you marry me for my money?
    Paul Varjak: In a minute.
    Holly Golightly: I guess it's pretty lucky neither of us is rich, huh?
    Paul Varjak: Yeah.
    ~
    Paul Varjak: You know what's wrong with you, Miss Whoever-you-are? You're chicken, you've got no guts. You're afraid to stick out your chin and say, "Okay, life's a fact, people do fall in love, people do belong to each other, because that's the only chance anybody's got for real happiness." You call yourself a free spirit, a "wild thing," and you're terrified somebody's gonna stick you in a cage. Well baby, you're already in that cage. You built it yourself. And it's not bounded in the west by Tulip, Texas, or in the east by Somali-land. It's wherever you go. Because no matter where you run, you just end up running into yourself.
    [Takes out the ring and throws it in Holly's lap]
    Paul Varjak: Here. I've been carrying this thing around for months. I don't want it anymore.
    ~
    Doc Golightly: I love you Lula Mae.
    Holly Golightly: I know you do, and that's just the trouble. It's the mistake you always made, Doc, trying to love a wild thing. You were always lugging home wild things. Once it was a hawk with a broken wing... and another time it was a full-grown wildcat with a broken leg. Remember?
    Doc Golightly: Lula Mae there's something...
    Holly Golightly: You musn't give your heart to a wild thing. The more you do, the stronger they get, until they're strong enough to run into the woods or fly into a tree. And then to a higher tree and then to the sky.