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No one ever learned why.
Quand on est ivre, on dit la vérité et personne ne vous croit.
C’est une question de psychologie.
Il y a la tendresse constante, la douceur, le manque…
Sentiments qui lui venaient d’autant plus facilement qu’il les voulait, les savait provisoires.
What’s happened to you?
You mustn’t ask questions when you were a guest in someone else’s house.
It was like a dance, a crazy kind of dance.
You’re drunk now.
Have you ever been in love?
Saturday? Here? Is that all right?
He felt a curious kind of anger.
But you came back here, anyway?
Stay-up-all-night time and lie in bed half the next day.
How the hell did we get here anyway?
All you need for the rest of your life is a camera.
He held it up and studied it, surprised.
She examined this train of thought with care.
And thinking about it that way, she was frightened by her own audacity.
I’m young and strong, there isn’t anything I can’t do.
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