"I shall remember this moment: the silence, the twilight, the bowl of strawberries, the bowl of milk. Your faces in the evening light. Mikael asleep, Jof with his lyre. I shall try to remember our talk. I shall carry this memory carefully in my hands as if it were a bowl brimful of fresh milk. It will be a sign to me, and a great sufficiency."
My Bergman journey has begun!
Not on-the-edge-of-your-seat thriller like BB but it was a simple and beautiful closure to my favorite fictional character of all time, it's not perfect but it's close to my heart and that's all I care about.
Goodbye, Mr. Pinkman, I'll always love you!
When does love starts to feel like a chore? A responsibility that you have to bear the burden of rather than enjoying the time you spend together. To feel as if you are just with each other and not there for each other. I don't think this is something that you can understand with mere words, unless you experience it yourself.
I want to believe even by the end both Dean and Cindy loved each other but the things they…
