26 agosto 2010

Fill It With Work


Katherine: Get up. When did this start?
Bree: When Orson left, I began having a glass of white wine now and then. Then, when Danielle took Benjamin, I didn't see any reason to stop at just one...
Katherine: So is this why you missed the lunch last week and the braverman bar mitzvah?
Bree: I can't help myself, all right?! My husband's gone. My son's gone. I have nothing left.
Katherine: No, actually, you have a lunch for 40 in 3 hours and I'm not letting you out of it.
Bree: Oh, Katherine, please...
Katherine: Okay, so you have a void in your life. Welcome to the club. Don't fill it with wine. Fill it with work, with accomplishments. Just think about the woman you could be by the time Orson gets back. Or is this the woman you want him to come home to?
Bree: He's gonna be so ashamed of me...
Katherine: No, he won't, because you're not gonna tell him. You know he'd just blame himself.
Bree: I don't know if I can make it this time.
Katherine: Yes, you will, because I am moving in.
Bree: You would do that?
Katherine: When I had nothing, you made me your partner. I'm not gonna forget that. I am gonna get you through this. And when we're done, that scary woman over there [in the mirror] - she's never gonna be seen in this house again...

(Desperate Housewives)

05 agosto 2010

Antes Que Anoiteça

Antes que anoiteça há que pôr-se o sol. Dissolver-se em todas as cores do ocaso e esmorecer lentamente no horizonte até se cingir em nós e nas nossas memórias. Semelhante espectro regressa dia após dia, casualmente nublado por incertezas e desilusões…
Outrora o sol era meu e teu, do seu oriental raio ao mais poente. Cada trilho esbatia o meu passo, cada jornada a cadência de ser teu a qualquer custo. Cada sorriso uma promessa, cada adereço uma forma de te despir, cada refeição um café à luz de ti.
Porém, findou-se-nos o Verão no ventre. Três meses por ano entre grãos de areia e pevides de sandia. Por ora, sobejam-me as algas e o sal na pele, tão olvidada está de te sentir…
Antes que anoiteça (e esqueça) deixa-me dizer que te amo.


The stars, the moon, they have all been blown out,
You left me in the dark.
No dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilight
In the shadow of your heart...

(Welch / Summers, Florence + The Machine)