The Tree of Life (2011) dir. Terrence Malick

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The Tree of Life (2011) dir. Terrence Malick
Susan Abulhawa, from Against the Loveless World: A Novel
[Text ID: “I wanted to be chosen, maybe loved. I wanted out of my life, out of my skin,”]
Miranda July, The First Bad Man
Finally, in a low whisper, he said, 'I think I might be a terrible person.' For a split second I believed him - I thought he was about to confess a crime, maybe a murder.
Then “I realized that we all think we might be terrible people. But we only reveal this before asking someone to love us. It is a kind of undressing.”
-Miranda July, The First Bad Man
Kaveh Akbar, from “Personal Inventory: Fearless (Temporis Fila)”, Calling a Wolf a Wolf
[text: I'm sorry. I'm sorry. This may be me at my best.]
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[Image ID: two lines from a notebook. it reads, all caps, "it is September & too warm & i miss you most in the morning." /End ID]
born to always mourn the present like it’s already become a memory
George Seferis, from Collected Poems; "Memory I" (tr. Edmund Keeley and Philip Sherrard)
[Text ID: I whispered: memory hurts wherever you touch it,]
So much time has gone by, I didn’t know how much I would change
Reginald Dwayne Betts, from Felon; “Night”
[Text ID: Listen, who hasn't waited for something / to happen? I know folks died waiting. I know / hurt is a wandering song. / I was lost in my fear.]
Good boy, Dug! You’re a good boy!
UP (2009) dir. Pete Docter
“I sat with my anger long enough until she told me her real name was grief.”
~ C.S. Lewis
St. Elmo’s Fire (1985)
I wanna be loved..
Keith (2008)