王家衛的映畫世界 (5)

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    Q:现在跟王家卫合作不会再有惊的感觉? 梁朝伟:现在不会啦!我整天同张曼玉讲:「不用听他(王家卫)讲!」她说:「伟仔,你不听故事呀!」我就说:「我不听呀!」「真的不听?」「嘥气啦!」「那看不看片呀?...
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    ……还有一点很讨厌就是那群女星,真的很三八,是是非非,争风吃醋……被视为三级女星的叶玉卿永远躲在一角,无人理睬,她也很惨,其实她的人也很好…… 这段是刘镇伟提及《东成西就》
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    酒店房间 在讨论电影的结构时,大家都觉得应以性开始,但论故事时序,Tony和Leslie又似乎应该最后一晚才做爱。该追求哪一种效果—意兴阑珊时的「低调」或海枯石烂般的激情澎湃?我们取了「高调」处理。刚开始他们...
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    两人合作得很灵活,大家都喜欢变化,两点钟开工,王家卫十一点告诉我想怎样怎样,我说:「好!尽量!」但近年,他愈來愈变本加厉,不到最后一刻不会告诉我,或者是我宠坏了他!
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    我觉得为什么大家会说村上春树呢?可能只是借我的戏谈谈村上春树吧。唯一我和村上春树的共同点,是大家都是一个有感情的男人。

最好的我们 (3)

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    盛淮南爱洛枳,全世界都知道。
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    末日不会在夏天来临。 因为夏天是最好的季节。 夏天让我盲目地相信,即使一直这样在马路上晃荡下去,喝了酒,不回家,作业忘了做,考试没复习......也没啥好担心。 天光悠长,夜晚风凉。 反正废物和学霸坐在同一...
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    如果真的会有世界末日,末日那天,一定不会在夏天。

致D (4)

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    很快你就八十二岁了。身高缩短了六厘米,体重只有四十五公斤。但是你一如既往的美丽、幽雅、令我心动。我们已经在一起度过了五十八个年头,而我对你的爱愈发浓烈。我的胸口又有了这恼人的空茫,只有你灼热的身体...
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    卡夫卡在他的《日记》中的一句话很能简要概括我那时的精神状况:“我对你的爱不讨我喜欢。”我不喜欢爱上你的自己。 (1回应)
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    一直到那时为止虽然我们都是生活在贫穷之中,但还没有生活在丑陋之中
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    对于婚姻我有一种原则性的、观念性的偏见。我认为婚姻是一种资产阶级的固有习惯;是将一种关系法律化和社会化,一种原来仅凭爱情将两个人联系在一起,完全没有社会性的关系。面对两个人的体验和情感,法律关..

The Happy Prince (10) 更多

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    Much is given to some, and little is given to others. Injustice has parcelled out the world, nor is there equal division of aught save of sorrow.
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    Love is better than wisdom, and more precious than riches, and fairer than the feet of the daughters of men. The fires cannot destroy it, nor can the waters quench it.
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    Once in his life may a man send his Soul away, but he who receiveth back his Soul must keep it with him for ever, and this is his punishment and his reward.
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    "In war, " answered the weaver, "the strong make slaves of the weak, and in peace the rich make slaves of the poor. We must work to live, and they give us such mean wages that we die. W...
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    As for domesticity, it ages one rapidly, and distracts one's mind from higher things.
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    "I like hearing myself talk. It is one of my greatest pleasures. I often have long conversations all by myself, and I am so clever that sometimes I don't understand a single word of what I am say...
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    But love is not fashionable any more, the poets have killed it. They wrote so much about it that nobody believed them, and I am not surprised. True love suffers, and is silent. I remember myself once..
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    "What a silly thing Love is , "said the Student as he walked away. "It is not half as useful as Logic, for it does not prove anything, and it is always telling one of things that are no...
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    "Here indeed is the true lover," said the Nightingale."What I sing of ,he suffers, what is joy to me, to him is pain. Surely love is a wonderful thing. It is more precious than emeralds...
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    "No red rose in all my garden!" he cried, and his beautiful eyes filled with tears. "Ah, on what little things does happiness depend! I have read all that the wise men have written, and...

The Book of Lost Things (6) 更多

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    The Crooked Man:And you think that excuses you? As a child you saw things only in black and white, good and bad, what gave you pleasure and what brought you pain. Now you see everything in shades of g...
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    Sometimes, I think that I concerned myself so much with the possibility of their loss that I never truly took pleasure in the fact of their existence.
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    Roland:I believe in those whom i love and i trust. All else is foolishness. This god is as empty as his church, His followers choose to attribute all of their good fortune to him, but when he ignores ...
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    Woodsman: "We all have our routines," he said softly. "But they must have a purpose and provide an outcome that we can see and take some comfort from, or else they have no use at all. W...
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    Before she became ill, David's mother would often tell him that stories were alive. They weren't alive in the way that people were alive, or even dogs or cats. People were alive whether you chose to n...
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    David would always remember the day his mother died. He was in school, learning—— or not learning——how to scan a poem, his mind filled with dactyls and pentameters, the names like those of strange...