She: but loving someone, and being loved means so much to me.
We always make fun of it and stuff.
But isn’t everything we do in life a way to be loved a little more?
He: Hmmm. Yeah, I don’t know. Sometimes i dream about being a good father and a good husband, and sometimes feels really close. But then, other times, it seems silly. Like, it would, ruin my whole life. And it’s not just, uh, a fear of commitment, or that i’m incapable of caring, or loving, because i can. It’s just that if i’m totally honest with myself, i think i’d rather die knowing that i was good at something, that i had excelled in some way, y’know, then that i had just been in a nice, caring relashionship.
She: Yeah, but i had worked for this older man, and once he told me that he had spent all of his life thinking about his career and his work, and… He was 52 and it suddenly strunk him that he had never really given anything of himself. His life was for no one, and nothing. He was almost crying saying that.
Y’know, i believe there’s any kind of God, it wouldn’t be in any of us. Not you, or me… But just this little space in between. If there’s any kind of magic in this world, it must be in the attempt of understanding someone, sharing something. [Crying] i know, it’s almost impossible to succeed, but… Who cares, really?
The answer must be in the attempt.
El mejor dialogo de la pelicula Before Sunrise.
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