Ingrid Bergman
29.08.1915 - 29.08.1982
trying on a metaphor

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Ingrid Bergman
29.08.1915 - 29.08.1982
greatcxurage:
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“Why yes–I must admit, miss, that I was waiting for the dance to end so that I could. I saw you from across the room and I had to.” He didn’t admit that he had circled the room so that he could watch her, hoping to cut in at some point. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.
“I don’t mind.” Truly, he didn’t–much as he liked dancing, the dance was inconsequential. He wanted to talk to her, and the dance was an excuse. “Ah, this one is a Landler, one of my favorites…Schubert, I believe.” he commented upon hearing the band warm up. “Shall we, Miss..oh, forgive me, I haven’t even introduced myself. My name is Victor, Victor Laszlo.”
“That’s very kind of you. I don’t often get the chance to dance with others besides Kurt.” Perhaps that was because almost everyone in Oslo believed that he was going to propose to her within the next month. Kurt was in no way a jealous man, he was in fact quite the opposite, but all the same most men kept their distance.
“You might think differently when your feet are sore tomorrow.” The comment was followed by a laugh, her eyes lighting up at the first sound of an instrument. “It’s very nice to meet you. I’m Ilsa, and I’m quite certain you are not from Oslo, because I have lived here my entire life and I’ve never seen you before.”
hyperowl:
Al Bowlly - The Very Thought of You
Baby Starters
"She/he spit up on my best shirt!"
"It's your turn. I rocked him/her earlier."
"We need to baby proof the house."
"Did you hear that? That was a cough"
"Do we need to go to the hospital?"
"Sweetheart, it's just a little cold. Nothing to worry about."
"Momma's little baby, yes you are."
"Daddy's little baby, yes you are."
"Don't baby talk her/him. It's bad for development."
"Did you read Dr. Spock?"
"I'm a horrible mother."
"I'm a horrible father."
"She/he won't stop crying!"
"I need to feed the baby."
"Are you going to breast feed?"
"How old is she/he?"
"I could just eat those little feet."
"Can you say Mommy?"
"Can you say Daddy?"
"We're finally a family."
"We're going to be parents again."
"We're going to be parents."
"We need more batteries for the baby monitor."
"Can you pick up some butt cream?"
"We need more diapers."
"How is it that we run out of wipes before diapers?!"
"Use the no tear shampoo."
"Watch the soft spot."
"Babies smell so sweet."
"I want another one."
"I think we make good parents."
"How is it that you can make the baby hush and I can't?"
"Should we baptize her/him?"
"You're going to spoil the kid."
"My child deserves the best in the world and I'm going to give it to them."
"Does the babysitter know what she's doing?"
"I have to take the baby to get shots tomorrow."
"The cord finally broke off. Our baby is the proud owner of an innie belly button."
"Was that a word?"
"Finally she/he rolls over."
"God damned terrible twos."
"Remember when we couldn't wait for her/him to talk?"
"She/he's getting a tooth."
"Make sure you warm the bottle up before you give it to the baby."
"My parents want to take the baby for the weekend so we can have time together."
"I am one of those parents that take pictures of everything my child does."
"Is it a boy or a girl?"
"Does it have all ten fingers and toes?"
"Welcome to the world, little one."
All The Bright Places Sentence Meme
"Good, great. Just stop looking down."
"I can already see myself falling hard, something I've been known to do."
"Oh my God, we need to fix your hair."
"'No' you don't want me to come over or 'no' you don't want me hitting on you?"
"He/she's not my boyfriend/girlfriend."
"I feel this weird responsibility to keep an eye on you."
"You smiled at me in class. A real smile, not the bullshit one I see you give everyone all the time when your eyes are doing one thing and your mouth is doing another."
"I'm not jealous, I'm just crazy about you."
"Before I die, I want to know a perfect day, meet my favorite band and kiss _____."
"'Lovely' is a lovely word that should be used more often. It's like it's ours."
"Open your eyes and look at me! I'M RIGHT BLOODY HERE!"
"What if we could just cut out the bad and keep the good?"
"You are all the colors in one, at full brightness."
"You know what I like about you? Everything."
"You are driving me crazy. You've been driving me crazy for weeks."
"I'm afraid of me."
"I am thinking rather consistently of Someday."
"What are you most afraid of?"
"You survived a really horrible accident. But you're just...there. You're just existing like everyone else."
"You deserve better. I can't promise I'll stay around, not because I don't want to."
"I'll never hurt you like that. But I can't promise I won't pick you apart, piece by piece, until you're in a thousand pieces, just like me."
"I think I love you."
"We don't have to."
"I'm going to tell you a story."
"You're so weird, but that's the nicest thing anyone's ever said to me."
"Why don't you just keep me locked up in the house forever so you never have to worry again?"
"My parents don't want me seeing you anymore."
"Oh my God, you slept with him/her!"
{text}: I hate to be all Romeo and Juliet about this, but I want to see you alone.
"You're the best friend I've ever had."
"Just because you couldn't save him/her, don't try to save me."
"If he/she really loves you, he/she'll find a way."
{text}: Please let me know you're okay.
"No more winter, ______, you brought me spring."
"You saved my life, why couldn't I save yours?"
"The thing I realize is that it's not what you take, it's what you leave."
"It reminds me of _____, the way everything reminds me of them."
whiteknightxmadhatter:
I love you too much to let you go.
Ask my muse about their mother/father!
elleniisms:
leprinceofmeme
danita-things:
Ingrid Bergman en Stromboli, terra di Dio (1950)
❝ -- Give me a reason, Ilsa. A reason that doesn't revolve around Paris; a reason that isn't comprised entirely of, ' I love you. '. A reason why I should trust you now.. and maybe, just m a y b e I'll consider it. Maybe I'll let you stay. ❞ -- but what he doesn't say, what he feels as though he can't - under a n y circumstance - let slip, is that he just might allow himself to begin to love her once more. ( Not that he ever stopped, but she need never know. ) [ Rick~ ]
She didn’t understand why he needed another reason besides I love you, but she’d give one to him because that was what he wanted, and she would do anything to stay with him. “Because you deserve to be happy, and I know I can give that happiness to you. Because I’d rather die than live without you. I won’t give you up, never again, you’re the only reason there’s been any hope in my life these past few months.” Perhaps she shouldn’t have, but she gently reached out and pressed one hand to his cheek.
“Please, we can still have all those things we dreamed of.”
alwaysonedrinkbehind:
“Then I will live on the hope that you will let me stay until you make up your mind. But I promise you Richard, things could be different this time. Nothing would ever tear me apart from you again, you’d be the only person in my life.” Just the thought of spending the rest of her life at his side brought tears of joy to her eyes. Loving him, and caring for him, and sharing everything with him, it was all she’d dreamed of since they’d parted. “Think about it darling.”
Rick’s jaw flexed, muscles rippling before pulling taught, cratering already gaunt cheeks. As for where she’d stay until he could come to terms with the fact he couldn’t possibly turn her away, there was nothing to be done; she’d have to stay in his apartment. He had money, sure, but not nearly enough to set her up in a place of her own for God knows how many weeks.. Maybe it wasn’t such a terrible hardship, he was never there all that much, anyway. ( Just long enough to eat, get cleaned up, and catch a few hours of sleep on occasion. ) “ – Yeah. ” he muttered, giving an exaggerated roll of his eyes as he lifted a hand to brush hers away from his face. “ Yeah, sure. ”
A wave of relief rushed through her. She wasn’t sure what she had been expecting, but the fact that he found it as possibility was enough to make her feel like she was walking on air. She’d win back his heart, little by little, showing him the future they had together. She’d write to Victor, asking, demanding for a divorce. Things would be finally be right...
“Thank you. I’ve waited for this since the day we parted, I knew it couldn’t be forever, I wouldn’t let it be.”
iwishididntloveyousomuch->ilsalxnd
greatcxurage:
iwishididntloveyousomuch:
greatcxurage
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“Oh Victor, do you really mean that? How am I ever going to decide?” Her eyes were lit with a childish kind of wonder, the likes of which hadn’t been there in quite a long time. “They’re all so sweet, I feel like I would be happy just to stay among them forever.”
“Of course I do.” He loved seeing her like this–he hadn’t in so long. The way her eyes lit up like joyous sapphires at the sight of the kittens reminded him of why he had fallen in love with her, and why since Casablanca there was a gaping hole in his chest where his heart used to be. He might never have her to himself again, but this was enough. It was a small mercy, a step forward in repairing their marriage. “Then we’ll take all of them.”
“Ten cats and two small children in our apartment? It’s a lovely idea, but I don’t think they’d let us back in the door.” This was the most peaceful she’d felt since Victor had come back from fighting in the war, and she couldn’t help but wish that they could live out in the countryside instead of the crowded New York City apartment. “Let’s just pick two, one for each of the girls. They’ll be even more thrilled than I am.”
greatcxurage:
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“A gentleman never keeps a lady waiting–especially one as beautiful as you are.” Victor insisted with a grin as he leaned in to claim his kiss, dinner long forgotten.
“I’d love you even if you weren’t a gentleman,” she whispered, wrapping one arm around his back as he kissed her, as if to say that she had no intention of letting him go, now or ever.
greatcxurage
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“Oh Victor, do you really mean that? How am I ever going to decide?” Her eyes were lit with a childish kind of wonder, the likes of which hadn’t been there in quite a long time. “They’re all so sweet, I feel like I would be happy just to stay among them forever.”
“I bit my lip. Will you kiss it better?” - greatcxurage
“You big baby,” she teased, leaning in towards him and cupping the side of his face with her hand. “I told you not to rush, I don’t mind waiting.”
greatcxurage:
iwishididntloveyousomuch:
greatcxurage
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“Don’t apologize, you cannot help it. I only feel bad that your sleep is disturbed so often.” She brought her knees up to her chest and sighed heavily, knowing that there was nothing she could do to help. “Yes I would, thank you.”
“At least it’s only that.” he replied, turning on the stove and re-positioning the tea kettle. He could have been maimed or still in a concentration camp. He’d escaped with a gunshot wound, malnutrition, and nightmarish remembrances of his time there. As he waited for the tea to boil, he left the small room designated as the kitchen ( it was a small apartment, so it wasn’t much of one ), and returned to his side of the bed, taking his cigarette case off his nightstand and lighting one for himself. “Would you like one?”
“You’re very brave to think that way. If I had gone through what you have, I don’t know how I would be able to keep going.” A shiver ran down Ilsa’s spine at the thought of it, and she looked up at him, her eyes full of sadness. “Yes, I think that’s just what I need right now.”
SEND MY MUSE ONE OF THE FOLLOWING
cheers-and-ballyhoo:
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“You. Me. Cuddle. Now.”
“Don’t move, I just got comfy.”
“I’m scared, hold me!”
“I bit my lip. Will you kiss it better?”
“Tickle war has been declared!”
“Bunny pyjamas, really?”
“I’ve never seen so many kittens in one place.”
“Come on, just one bite.”
“How do you accidentally buy sixty birthday cakes?”
“I never imagined you were so… ticklish.”
“You’re so huggable.”
“You’re under arrest for being too cute. Put your hands where I can hold them.”
“Have you fallen asleep on me?”
“Am I dead?”
“Another one?”
“And what if I don’t?”
“Are you afraid of God?”
“Are you crazy?”
“Are you lost?”
“Are you really that shallow?”
“Are you sure it’s okay?”
“Are you sure there were no…
“How do you really feel about me?”
“Can’t you pretend to love me this once?”
“Would you care if I was gone?”
“Don’t you know the hell I go through to keep you safe?”
“I can’t take this any longer. Help me.”
“Deep down, you’re scared. Aren’t you?”
“You’ll stay alone if you push others away.”
“How many lives have you taken with your own hands?”
“Just for today. Please.”
“You’re the only one who’s never called me that…”
“We can make it work! Let’s run away together, you and me!”
“I… have loved you this whole time.”
“Treat me as you see fit. I’ll still protect you. It’s my role after all.”
“Maybe it’s too much for me to expect kindness.”
“You give me meaning, even if you take it away.”
“Please… hold me. Don’t say anything, just… hold me.”
“Woah, when did you get that?”
“Who did this to you?”
“How many time have I told you to be more careful?”
“You’re saying this was an accident?”
“What a shiner!”
“If you look like this, I’d hate to see the other guy.”
“I’m not buying it, you don’t walk into a door and get a bruise like that!”
“Does it hurt when I touch it?”
“Let me kiss it better.”
“If you don’t rest, you won’t heal.”
“Another fight?”
“What happened to your face?”
“I don’t think your arm is meant to bend like that…”
“Let’s get you to bed.”
“Let’s get you to the hospital.”
“Why are you so calm about this?”
“You’re bleeding!”
“What are friends for, ey?”
“So, instead of helping you, they ran off the moment they saw what was happening?”
“You need to look where you’re going.”
“I’m not accusing anyone, I’m just saying it looks suspicious.”
“Do you want to tell me what really happened?”
“Don’t move! You’ll faint!”
“I’ve got some bandages, wait a sec.”
“You’re the clumsiest person I know.”
“I won’t let you be on your own, not when you’re like this.”
“How could you be so careless?”
“I can’t even look at you, you promised not to get into any more fights!”
“H-how many of them were there?”
“Do you want to build a snowman?”
“The past is in the past.”
“I’m where I’m meant to be.”
“I know you!”
“A dream is a wish your heart makes.”
“People down here think I’m crazy, but I don’t care.”
“For once, it might be grand to have someone understand.”
“Just look at the world around you!”
“Someday my prince will come.”
“If you had the chance to change your fate, would you?”
“If you cut it down, then you’ll never know.”
“But you’ll never know me.”
“Don’t you dare close your eyes.”
❝ -- Give me a reason, Ilsa. A reason that doesn't revolve around Paris; a reason that isn't comprised entirely of, ' I love you. '. A reason why I should trust you now.. and maybe, just m a y b e I'll consider it. Maybe I'll let you stay. ❞ -- but what he doesn't say, what he feels as though he can't - under a n y circumstance - let slip, is that he just might allow himself to begin to love her once more. ( Not that he ever stopped, but she need never know. ) [ Rick~ ]
She didn’t understand why he needed another reason besides I love you, but she’d give one to him because that was what he wanted, and she would do anything to stay with him. “Because you deserve to be happy, and I know I can give that happiness to you. Because I’d rather die than live without you. I won’t give you up, never again, you’re the only reason there’s been any hope in my life these past few months.” Perhaps she shouldn’t have, but she gently reached out and pressed one hand to his cheek.
“Please, we can still have all those things we dreamed of.”
alwaysonedrinkbehind:
Because ’ I love you. ’ simply wasn’t good enough. Because those three words had been thrown about so casually he’d become convinced that she thought of them as nothing more than a tactic; a ploy meant to wear him down until his only recourse would be to surrender. To willingly set himself up to be destroyed.. She no more loved him than he enjoyed suffering. “ – I said I’d consider letting you stay; nothing more. ” it was by no means the response he so desperately longed to give, but it was the only one that spared him the indignity and agony of bleeding to death at her feet.
“Than I will live on the hope that you will let me stay until you make up your mind. But I promise you Richard, things could be different this time. Nothing would ever tear me apart from you again, you’d be the only person in my life.”
Just the thought of spending the rest of her life at his side brought tears of joy to her eyes. Loving him, and caring for him, and sharing everything with him, it was all she’d dreamed of since they’d parted.
“Think about it darling.”