Sky Captain and the World of Tomorrow [Quotes]

[last lines]
[instead of taking a picture of the pods falling to Earth, Polly turns and snaps a shot of Joe]
Joe 'Sky Captain' Sullivan: Polly... you...
Polly Perkins: It's all right. You don't have to say anything.
Joe 'Sky Captain' Sullivan: Lens cap.

Polly Perkins: ...

Feeling grateful (:

I've got awesome friends, a wonderful boyfriend, a loving family, and a can of Pringles­® by my side... what more could I possibly ask for?

Quote of the Day

"Love is a fire. But whether it is going to warm your heart, or burn down your house, you can never tell."

-Joan Crawford

Desecration

Don't claim she makes you happy

While you're tearing her to dust,

Don’t lie and say you love her

When you're driven by your lust,

Don't play with her emotions

And then put her on the shelf,

And don't force tears to your eyes

While you gloat within yourself.

Everything

You're my dreams,

you're my fears;

you're my joy,

you're my tears;

you're my far,

you're my near...

You're everything I hold dear.

Quote of the day (December 22, 2010)

"Take into account that great love and great achievements involve great risk."

Read this in the public bathroom at college this morning and I thought it'd be an interesting quote to analyze.

Think about the people in your life and what they mean to you; as hard as it may be for us to admit it, we love some people more than others... and not always proportionally to how much they love us in return. I think this might be one of the risks of "great love". I don't think the quote focuses on "great love" per se, but rather a feeling of affection and appreciation that may be greater than that which is felt for us. This would make sense as, for instance, we, at some point in our lives, have felt something really deep for someone who did not reciprocate our feelings. Depending on your personality, the grade of affection, and own experiences, this is a situation that may have a particularly negative impact on your life: emotionally, and all that entails. Moreover, when you love someone so much, you would do anything (even the stupidest things) for them, possibly risking your wallet, your reputation, your mental sanity or maybe even your life. But that's just the way the cookie crumbles.

As for great achievements,

On Life and Freedom

"Your freedom ends where it puts your life at a higher risk that usual."

-SCGL

I was just thinking about this the other day...So, we've all heard "your freedom ends where my nose begins", which pretty much speaks for itself. However, there's also the possibility that your 'freedom' will conflict with a particular aspect of your life. For instance, some people think smoking is cool but it's not! Once I read smoking is like paying someone to kill you: they get rich, you die. They may tell you "Im gonna die anyways," but c'mon, let's face it, there are cooler ways to die, alright. One does have the right to smoke; and one may do so as long as your health is not affected! This, I believe, also holds true for other kinds of addictions or bad habits, like drinking, drugs, promiscuity, studying (you're probably wondering, but yes, you can study so much you might die... but I didn't say that ._.), and the list can go on forever, but most of these one should just plain avoid, as they indicate a lack of self-control and thus the absence of freedom. Yeah well, maybe all except studying.

First I thought about making the quote simply "Your freedom ends where it puts your life at risk," but the truth is, our lives are always at risk. When you least expect it, bam; car accident. Or bam, heart attack. Or bam, plane crash. There are even those who have jobs that put their lives in danger, yet only to prevent more lives from being lost. There are so many things that could go wrong yet they haven't. It's when we lose a loved one, or see his health worsened, that we suddenly realize how lucky we are to be where we are. Not just the fact that we're relatively healthy, but the simple fact that our hearts are still beating.

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Fragments

Not the brightest star in the sky

Captivates me quite like you do

You're a mystery in my eyes;

you're the far side of the moon.

Sometimes sweet, sometimes bitter,

still, you charge my heart and soul.

5-HT neurotransmitter,

off and on, my joy and woe.

Quote of the day

"Words that are coerced are not worth dying over."

--Micah Garen

Starlight Mysteries

It breezed in during the night,

Without knocking at my door;

I was lying on the floor,

While the moonlight shone so bright.

T'was a feeling e'er so warm,

I had never felt before,

That which would immerse my soul

And completely steal my heart.

While your skin and mine,

Still treaded parallel lanes

I began to wonder why

Should I be feeling this way.

As the wind caressed our faces,

And the clouds all danced before us

In a show of shapes and hazes,

The night crawlers sang a chorus.

Not sure of what I wanted, yet

you somehow knew me better

'Cause even after all this time

You still hoped we'd be together.

And I cried beneath the stars,

by the moon's faint glowing light,

Wholly buried in your arms

Wishing it would be all right.

And although all the confusion

Still did prick me with its knife

I did know one thing for certain:

that I wanted you in my life.

Still a mystery to this day

As to what exactly it was;

I can barely even say

When and how it all began.

I will not deny it,

These feelings I couldn't foresee

But now that you're beside me

Love, I don't want you to leave.

Tears still stream down my face

Out of love. Out of fear.

Out of fear of losing you,

and the love I have for you, dear.

For all the things you make me feel;

All of which you know quite well.

In case one of these you should ever forget,

Remember to ask the ones that were there;

Remember to inquire the moon and the stars;

for you know very well that they saw it all.

Can't See the Stars Tonight

When we know what we want,
but don’t know where to start;
When they snatch from our fingers,
what we hold with our hearts,

Knowing what we mean,
and not knowing how to say it;
Knowing how to love,
but not knowing where to find it;
Beginning to shed the tears,
when nothing can be done;
May I ask you on this evening...
Where have all the stars gone?

It's gaining the courage to stand up,
when the battle is already over;
Losing each and every bet
with an army of four-leafed clovers
It's being buried alive,
when we're already breathing darkness;
Having driven us insane,
while we suffer from the madness

Wanting to scream out loudly
and not having the voice to talk,
Wanting to run away
yet lacking the strength to walk
It's trying to find the perfect words
to show exactly how we feel,
or dedicating the most beautiful song
to someone who cannot hear.

It's a lost gaze,

a sigh,

a fear,

a dream

forced to disappear

It's pausing to realize why you began to write,
Understanding why it's so easy to stay up at night
It's when everything seemed to go alright,
And suddenly you can't see the stars tonight.

Déjà Vu

Ever since the earth was born,
We've been making the same mistakes,
Always singing a worn-out song,
Out of fear for that which is not known.

As we're unable to prevent
History from repeating itself,
Every day our life will be spent
facing Irony herself.

And while the world continues to turn,
We'll find ourselves feeble and faint-hearted;
Will we ever learn to learn,
and to finish what we started?

Let's put all our dreads aside,
and start searching for long-lost truths
Otherwise we'll be trapped inside
a neverending déjà vu.

What lies beneath the lies

The wind carries a song,
Void of words, full of thoughts,
They drain me from my energies,
My mind is at a loss.

When you walk through the door,
And your gaze finds my face,
Time stops, a warm breeze arrives,
And a beautiful song begins to play.

A dozen suns seem to shine,
And I start questioning myself,
Whether everything in this scene is real,
Or is it all just in my head. . .

Your eyes make me weaker,
And your voice drowns me deeper
Into this ocean of illusions,
Full of dreams of the daytime sleeper.

I'll stay up until the morning
Gazing up at the night sky,
Humming to myself the mournful song that plays,
Every time you walk away.

We're right next to each other
But hundreds of words
Months worth of truths
Fill the distance between us

Words that have yet to be spoken
Words I've kept from you for so long
Afraid it might not be the right time,
Terrified it might never be right at all.

Once again I sit down, close my eyes,
And place my hands over the keys.
Filling my soul with the joy of your smile,
I begin to play your favorite melody,

Hoping the notes find their way
Through the cold and the darkness of the night,
And upon reaching your window,
Finally make you realize

What hides between the silence
And lies beneath the lies.

¯ ~ * ' ☼ - - . . .I had a dream. . . - - ☼ ' * ~ ¯

I had a dream where you held my hand;

It felt so good to be by your side,

And I started to wonder what would it be like

to sense for once that everything's alright...

* * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Could you make me believe in destiny

And pull me out of this train?

Out of this vertiginous ride

That goes on without restraint,

* * * * * * * * * * * * * *

So that once and for all

I could stop trying to show

I don't care about the weather

And couldn't care less about the road...

* * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Thinking that nothing felt right anymore,

I wondered where had I seen you before...

* * * * * * * * * * * * * *

I'd really like to know

Where did you learn to make me smile;

We didn't meet that long ago,

And I've just known you for a while.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Is it something in your eyes?

That makes me feel weak, terrorized,

All the while mystified,

So many things at the same time?

* * * * * * * * * * * * * *

You keep going your way,

And I keep going mine;

If you don't have plans to change anything,

Then neither will I mind.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * *

And I feel afraid,

'cause I'm sure this will end

Just like all the past tales

Of fading sunshine and blinding rain.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Unable to see beyond the surface...

Lacking the courage to overcome fears...

Incapable of understanding but the faint essence of reality...

Just whistling a bright tune to oneself

Hoping it would all settle in time...

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First the music.

~Then the words.