Big Fish (2003), dir. Tim Burton"You don’t know me but my name is Edward Bloom and I love you."
I’ve been looking out of a window for eighteen years, dreaming about what I might feel like when those lights rise in the sky. What if it’s not everything I dreamed it would be?
How Cute Is He Here? Y’all Know Good & Damn Well You’re Not Looking At His Face.
Because his arms are EVERYTHING. What did you think I was talking about?
"Dearest Cecilia. The story can resume. The one I had been planning on that evening walk. I can become again the man who once crossed the Surrey park at dusk in my best suit, swaggering on the promise of life. The man who, with the clarity of passion, made love to you in the library. The story can resume. I will return, find you, love you, marry you. And live without shame."
It is not the violence that sets a man apart. It’s the distance he’s prepared to go.
Margot Robbie by Miguel Reveriego for Vanity Fair, July 2014
Jane Eyre (2011), Cary Fukunaga