I found myself gravitating towards this film in my 'DVD collection' (currently consisting of 2) over the weekend. It's equal part heartbreaking and heartwarming. Snippets of the script I love most:
'Mirabelle Buttersfield moved from Vermont hoping to begin her life. And now she is stranded in the vast openness of LA. She keeps working to make connections, but the pile of near misses is starting to overwhelm her. What Mirabelle needs is an omniscient voice to illuminate and spotlight her and to inform everyone that this one has value, this one standing behind the counter in the glove department and to find her counterpart and bring him to her.'
'As Ray Porter watches Mirabelle walk away he feels a loss. How is it possible, he thinks, to miss a woman whom he kept at a distance so that when she was gone he would not miss her. Only then does he realize that wanting part of her and not all of her had hurt them both and how he cannot justify his actions except that... well... it was life.'
Yes – it's Tuesday again and I'm still going through a Tuesdays with Morrie phase, so here goes...
“Everyone knows they’re going to die,” he said again, “but nobody believes it. If we did, we would do things differently.” So we kid ourselves about death, I said. “Yes. But there’s a better approach. To know you’re going to die, and to be prepared for it at any time. That’s better. That way you can actually be more involved in your life while you’re living.” How can you ever be prepared to die? “Do what the Bhuddists do. Every day, have a little bird on your shoulder that asks, ‘Is today the day? Am I ready? Am I doing all I need to do? Am I being the person I want to be?’” – Tuesdays with Morrie, Mitch Albom
"The most important thing in life is to learn how to give out love, and to let it come in." His voice dropped to a whisper. "Let it come in. We think we don't deserve love, we think if we let it in, we'll become too soft. But a wise man named Levine said it right. He said, 'Love is the only rational act.' " – Tuesdays with Morrie, Mitch Albom
On the last day of August I look over my shoulder (i.e. the date of my last blog post) to confirm that I was able to step up to 3 out of 4 weeks of the challenge (exasperated sigh). I could elaborate on the reasons for this lack of discipline but will spare you the interesting details ;)...
Going forward I promise to try my best to post at least twice a week, scout's honour! To try and get the ball rolling again, I have appropriated some inspiration from others (image via ffffound.com).
…motivated by a busy day and a need for sleep that surpassed all creative currents. I include another beautiful image (via ffffound.com) to try and make up for this one!
When reading a book, one of my favourite moments is coming across the paragraph(s) that illuminates the title – all the more significant for a book entitled The Elegance of the Hedgehog (by Muriel Barbery):
‘Madame Michel has the elegance of the hedgehog: on the outside, she’s covered in quills, a real fortress, but my gut feeling is that on the inside, she has the same simple refinement as the hedgehog: a deceptively indolent little creature, fiercely solitary – and terribly elegant. … So here is my profound thought for the day: this is the first time I have met someone who seeks out people and who sees beyond. That may seem trivial but I think it is profound all the same. We never look beyond our assumptions and, what’s worse, we have given up trying to meet others; we just meet ourselves. We don’t recognise each other because other people have become our permanent mirrors. If we actually realised this, if we were to become aware of the fact that we are only ever looking at ourselves in the other person, that we are alone in the wilderness, we would go crazy. … As for me, I implore fate to give me the chance to see beyond myself and truly meet someone.’
While I'm on the subject of books… below is a lovely picture-quote (via ffffound.com) :)
PS. After having experienced some internet issues yesterday, I'm posting two photos today – quite appropriate, really, as I seem to be going through a tree-phase...!
A BIG thank you to my sis for taking me along to a show at SA Fashion Week yesterday; I really enjoyed it. (I very possibly spent more time staring at the spectators than the ramp models!) She'll be posting some photos of the crowd on her blog come Sunday. Check them out at: http://www.cinderandskylark.blogspot.com/
My gran forewarned me – 'Girls who sit on tables don't find husbands!' I'm not really the superstitious type, but I certainly hope some brave soul will prove her wrong one day (touch wood)... ;)
I only just realised that I had neglected to select the correct time-zone, hence all the ungodly posting hours (previously)! Post-realisation I deleted yesterday's post (which cannot be undone) so today's date will feature two, the first having been taken yesterday...
'There either is or is not a way things are – the colour of the day; the way it felt to be a child; the feeling of saltwater on your sunburnt legs – sometimes the water is yellow, sometimes it's red, but what colour it may be in memory depends on the day…' – Great Expectations (the movie)
'The garden is dry again, that spell of rain having cleared up. He doesn't seem to notice the leaves drooping around their stems. It's the reason I took to gardening, you always know what a plant is feeling, no way of mistaking it for something vague in the background – some subconscious desire, you could never see. I never possessed the energy to find out what all the drama of being human was about, plants always made sense to me. Either alive or on their way to dying, depending on how you treated them, no grey areas here in the garden.'– Till we can keep an animal, Megan Voysey-Braig
I found myself gravitating towards this film in my 'DVD collection' (currently consisting of 2) over the weekend. It's equal part heartbreaking and heartwarming. Snippets of the script I love most: 
