Wednesday, April 06, 2005
Movie: Interview with the Vampire
"Life has no meaning any more does it? The wine has no taste, the food sickens you, there seems no
reason for any of it, does there? But what if I could give it back to you. Pluck out the pain, and give you
another life, one you could never imagine, and it would be for all time. And sickness and death could
never touch you again.
"Don't be afraid, I'm going to give you the choice, I, never, had."
"You are in love with your mortal nature! You chase after phantoms of your former self."
"I ached even for his gentlemanly malice, and his physical presence, the deceptively soft sound of his voice."
"He is so good at grieving! He wears woe as others wear velvet; sorrow flatters him like the light of candles; tears become him like jewels."
"Merciful death, how you love your precious guilt. "
"You reflect your age differently. You reflect it's broken heart."
How I feel with Louie the Vampire.
reason for any of it, does there? But what if I could give it back to you. Pluck out the pain, and give you
another life, one you could never imagine, and it would be for all time. And sickness and death could
never touch you again.
"Don't be afraid, I'm going to give you the choice, I, never, had."
"You are in love with your mortal nature! You chase after phantoms of your former self."
"I ached even for his gentlemanly malice, and his physical presence, the deceptively soft sound of his voice."
"He is so good at grieving! He wears woe as others wear velvet; sorrow flatters him like the light of candles; tears become him like jewels."
"Merciful death, how you love your precious guilt. "
"You reflect your age differently. You reflect it's broken heart."
How I feel with Louie the Vampire.
Lyrics: In My Place
In my place, in my place
Were lines that I couldn’t change
I was lost, oh yeah
I was lost, I was lost
Crossed lines I shouldn’t have crossed
I was lost, oh yeah
And yeah
How long must you wait for it?
Yeah
How long must you pay for it?
Yeah
How long must you wait for it?
For it
I was scared, I was scared
Tired and underprepared
But I wait for it
And if you go, if you go
And leave me down here on my own
Then I’ll wait for you
Yeah
Singing please, please, please
Come back and sing to me
To me, me
Come on and sing it out, now, now
Come on and sing it out, to me, me
Come back and sing
In my place, in my place
Were lines that I couldn’t change
And I was lost, oh yeah, oh yeah
Were lines that I couldn’t change
I was lost, oh yeah
I was lost, I was lost
Crossed lines I shouldn’t have crossed
I was lost, oh yeah
And yeah
How long must you wait for it?
Yeah
How long must you pay for it?
Yeah
How long must you wait for it?
For it
I was scared, I was scared
Tired and underprepared
But I wait for it
And if you go, if you go
And leave me down here on my own
Then I’ll wait for you
Yeah
Singing please, please, please
Come back and sing to me
To me, me
Come on and sing it out, now, now
Come on and sing it out, to me, me
Come back and sing
In my place, in my place
Were lines that I couldn’t change
And I was lost, oh yeah, oh yeah
Sincerity and Appearances
To be able to read body language, together with a conversational yardstick will enable the person to see through appearances.
Had another opportunity to mingle with the "upper tier" of society.
Something that i resolved to avoid as much as possible.
"Ambition and power can never be hidden from sight.
Whether masked in cheerfulness or glorious delight.
Pollutes the mind and corrupts the soul
A body filled with pretense, vanity to uphold.
The vestiges of a good life left untold.
But for simplicity and innocence, In their fragile state to remain
A delicate balance, amongst the changing ways sustain
To be the unwavering, just, righteous and bold
An unsung spirit against the rapture of time
Forever shall he be, exhalted sublime."
Had another opportunity to mingle with the "upper tier" of society.
Something that i resolved to avoid as much as possible.
"Ambition and power can never be hidden from sight.
Whether masked in cheerfulness or glorious delight.
Pollutes the mind and corrupts the soul
A body filled with pretense, vanity to uphold.
The vestiges of a good life left untold.
But for simplicity and innocence, In their fragile state to remain
A delicate balance, amongst the changing ways sustain
To be the unwavering, just, righteous and bold
An unsung spirit against the rapture of time
Forever shall he be, exhalted sublime."
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