Beauty is precious, you see, and the more beautiful something is, the more precious it is; and the more precious it is the more it hurts us that it will fade away; and the more we are hurt by beauty, the more we love the world.
Louis de Bernieres[She] knew that it was not precisely a body that one loved. One loved the man who shone out through the eyes and used its mouth to smile and speak.
Louis de BernieresLove is not breathlessness; It is not excitement; It is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being โin loveโ, which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident.
Louis de BernieresCompared to a novel, a film is like an economy pizza where there are no olives, no ham, no anchovies, no mushrooms, and all youโve got is the dough.
Louis de BernieresLove is a kind of dementia with very precise and oft-repeated clinical symptoms. You blush in each other's presence, you both hover in places where you expect the other to pass, you are both a little tongue-tied, you both laugh inexplicably and too long, you become quite nauseatingly girlish, and he becomes quite ridiculously gallant. You have also grown a little stupid.
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