Wise Children

Stars on our door, stars in our eyes, stars exploding in the bits of our brains where the common sense should have been

There was a house we all had in common and it was called the past, even though we'd lived in different rooms.

Hope for the best, expect the worst.

Comedy is tragedy that happens to other people.

Our fingernails match our toenails, match our lipstick match our rouge...The habit of applying warpaint outlasts the battle.

He was a lovely man in many ways. But he kept on insisting on forgiving me when there was nothing to forgive.

A mother is always a mother, since a mother is a biological fact, whilst a father is a movable feast.

Wars are facts we cannot fuck away, Perry; nor laugh away, either.

The lovely Hazard girls', they used to call them. Huh. Lovely is as lovely does; if they looked like what they behave like, they'd frighten little children.

...as if Hollywood were the name of the enchanted forest where you loose yourself and find yourself, again; the wood that changes you; the wood where you go mad; the wood where the shadows life longer than you do.

It doesn't matter if what happens next spoils everything; the anticipation itself is always pure.

Sorridi in pubblico, piangi in pubblico, vivi in pubblico, crepa in pubblico. C'era, sui loro visi, un'emozione schietta, atipica per gli attori. Stasera erano al telegiornale. E' la cosa peggiore veder soffrire i propri figli.