Cinema can fill in the empty spaces of your life

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. You've heard of a no-win situation, haven't you? Really, no? You've never heard of one? Vietnam? This? I'm telling you they're around. I think we're in one of them.

I ain't never seen nothin' like it before in my life. They're animals. Hell, I'd love to trade places with 'em for a day or two.

- You are weird. - I am? - Yeah, you are. You look like you walked out of another century. You play baseball like Babe Ruth. You talk like you're from another planet. - Thanks for the compliment.

It’s self-destruction and you want me to watch.

- I feel like I’m falling apart. - Sure, we’re all going to fall apart, bit by bit, every day.

- When are you seeing him? So don’t tell me. - Poor François. You can’t imagine, wrapped up in your own little problems that I could possibly have any. You’re so sad, so angry, so upset, yet what’s happened to you? Nothing serious. Your girl has remained true to you, sleeping soundly in her own bed. She’s the one to despair. Yet instead of comforting her in her misery, you insult her. And you say you love me. - What did he do to you? - What did he do? He said a last goodbye. - He ditched you? - In favour of his wife.

- The only really matter is when you fall. Because when you fall in love, nobody is a pro. - Alright, what happens if a girl falls for a pro... and the pro doesn’t call back? - The girl gets herself a problem. Anybody we know we are talking about? - Only slightly. Are you in love right now Mr. Russo? I mean, personally speaking. - Personally speaking, no. What about you? - That’s a silly question, I am married. - That’s why I asked. - Mr. Russo, promise me you will never get married - I promise.  - Promise me you will never fall in love.

I'm so tired of being young.

- I asked Mme Jouve to help us find a flat in town. That woman’s a god-send. You know what she did last month? A former lover of hers who lives in New Caledonia came to see her in Grenoble. Well, she spent three days in Paris to avoid meeting him so he wouldn’t see how she’s aged. - You’re wrong! You’re all wrong! That man was Odile’s only love. Because of him she jumped out of window 20 years ago. She never let him know that she’s a cripple because of him. She’s a remarkable woman but he never understood it. - Well, neither did I. Men never understand love. They’re amateurs. I love you but I don’t understand you. I’ve never lied in my life: it’s too complicated but now, I’m living with a liar, sleeping with a liar and I’m in love with a liar.

- Doctor Jones, we've heard a lot about you. - Have you? - Professor of Archeology, expert on the occult, and how does one say it... obtainer of rare antiquities. - That's one way of saying it.

The real Italian flag does not show three colors but the male organ. Moral, Honor, Family, the cult of religion are there in between the legs.

What can be said about the body of the man I loved? Except that pain has a sweetness. Except that, in the shadows were I wander, shadows without desire, Tom’s body remains clear, like the object of desire. And idea, an image, a word: corps.