Little Manhattan

Senin, September 14, 2009


Gabe: It was the pain that had no name. 
[talking about love] 

Leslie: Maybe not everything is supposed to last forever. Certain things are like... like... skywriting. Like, like, like a really beautiful thing that lasts for a couple moments and then... You know? 

Leslie: I know, honey. Love sucks. 
Gabe: Yeah. 

Gabe: Look at them all. Rats in their cages, their lives destroyed by love. I'm done with it. I won't be like them. The fools. 

Gabe: It's amazing how quickly time moves. Just yesterday, I thought I loved her, but now, I don't even care about her at all. 

Gabe: See, life is about so much more than Rosemary. I had my family, my health, my kicking career. I really had no room for a woman in my life. 

Gabe: Dad, what's the deal with girls? I mean, why are they the way they are? 
Adam: You're talking to the wrong man. 
Gabe: Well, how come all love has to end? 
Adam: Let me tell you something about me and your mom. Once upon a time, we really loved each other, but as time went by, there just got to be all these things, little things, stupid things, that were left unsaid. And all these things that were left unsaid piled up, like the clutter in our storage room. And after awhile, there was so much that was left unsaid, that we barely said anything at all. 
Gabe: Well, why didn't you just say them then, dad? 
Adam: I don't know, Gabe. I kind of wish I had. 

Gabe: Somewhere a million miles away, the girl I once loved was going down her road, and I was stuck back on mine. 

Gabe: I couldn't escape them, all the little things I left unsaid, I was drowning in them. 

Gabe: Suddenly, I knew what I had to do. Love isn't about ridiculous little words. Love is about grand gestures. Love is about airplanes pulling banners over stadiums, proposals on jumbo-trons, giant words in sky writing. Love is about going that extra mile even if it hurts, letting it all hang out there. Love is about finding courage inside of you that you didn't even know was there. 

Gabe: [thinking] How's that for letting it all hang out there? And hang, and hang, and hang. 

Gabe: As I held onto Rosemary Telesco for dear life, we both knew the truth. She was going off to camp and eventually, private school. We were on different roads, she and me. Two ships that passed in Sheep Meadow.

Gabe: See, this is just like I told you. Same thing I knew getting into this whole mess - love ends. 

Gabe: The truth is, you come into this world alone and leave it the exact same way. 

Gabe: Love is an ugly, terrible business practiced by fools. It'll trample your heart and leave you bleeding on the floor. And what does it really get you in the end? Nothing but a few incredible memories that you can't ever shake. The truth is, there's gonna be other girls out there. I mean, I hope. But I'm never gonna get another first love. That one is always gonna be her. 

Gabe: [watching Rosemary looking at herself in the mirror in her flower girl dress] Okay, what's going on here? What the heck is this? Oh my God. What's this feeling in the pit of my stomach? Who is this - this amazing creature before me? I looked at Rosemary and just felt so, um, confused. She's a girl. I'm supposed to despise girls, not feel nervous talking to one, not feel tongue-tied. I mean this was Rosemary Telesco, I knew her since Kindergarten!

Gabe: [thinking] So, how come I have nothing to say to her. Why isn't she looking at me? Am I that hideous? Do I Smell? 

Gabe:  If only life were that simple

Gabe: [thinking] And the next morning, something kind of amazing happened. The sun came out again. 

Gabe: This much I know firsthand - love hurts. 
 
Gabe: What choice did I have but to return to my old, miserable life? Wait a minute. You were happy. Oh, please! I was miserable. I just didn't know how miserable I was. 
 
Gabe:
There are very few things more painful than watching the woman you love grapple with another man. Actually, I take that back. There are no things more painful.

Gabe: But it wasn't that easy. I guess love never is. 
 
Gabe: Never had I been so keenly aware of the ability of palm to manufacture sweat, but I was determined to hold that girl's hand for every single second.

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