Quotes Collection Pt. 1

About two weeks ago, I started writing down quotes that I liked. I want to eventually learn how to write poetry and songs, and gathering inspiration seems like a good start. I've collected three so far that I want to share with you. I will continue to post more parts as I feel it's necessary.

The first quote is from a film called "Wings of Desire" from 1987. I'd like to point out that the film is German, and the original title is "Der Himmel über Berlin." In German, the word for "sky" and "heaven" are the same. It's a fantastic movie that I would highly recommend, I saw it for the first time the other day:

"No, don't give me your hand, and look away.

I think tonight is the new moon.

No night more peaceful.

No bloodshed in all the city.

I've never played with anyone and yet...

I never opened my eyes and thought: Now it's serious.

At last it's becoming serious.

So I've grown older.

Was I the only one who wasn't serious?

Is it our times that are not serious?

I've never been lonely, neither alone, nor with someone else.

But I would have liked to be lonely.

Loneliness means: I am whole at last.

Now I can say it, as tonight I'm lonely at last.

I must put an end to coincidence.

The new moon of decision.

I don't know if there is a destiny, but there is a decision.

Decide.

Now we are the times.

Not only the whole town, the whole world is taking part in our decision.

Now we are more than the two of us. We incarnate something.

We are sitting on the People's Square... and the whole place is full of people whose dream is the same as ours.

We are deciding everybody's game.

I am ready. Now it's your turn.

You hold the game in your hand.

Now or never.

You need me. You will need me."

The next quote that I decided to write down was a poem. We learned about the poet in my English literature course. Georg Trakl was an Austrian poet who was working predominantly in a pre-World War I context. This poem: "The Mood of Depression" is from 1914:

"You dark mouth inside me,

You are strong, shape

Composed of autumn cloud,

And golden evening stillness;

In the shadows thrown

By the broken pine trees

A mountain stream turns dark in the green light;

A little town

That piously dies away into brown pictures.

Now the black horses rear

In the foggy pasture.

I think of soldiers!

Down the hill, where the dying sun lumbers,

The laughing blood plunges,

Speechless

Under the oak trees! Oh the hopeless depression

Of an army; a blazing steel helmet

Fell with a clatter from purpled foreheads.

The autumn night comes down so coolly.

With her white habit glittering like the stars

Over the broken human bodies

The convent nurse is silent."

The next quote I chose was a song by Tim Buckley. He is a favorite artist of mine, and is known by most as being the father of Jeff Buckley. This song is called "Strange Street Affair Under Blue" and is from 1966:

"Just for you with your open hands

Waiting for the touch of man

Clutching with your blackened gloves

You try to capture all the doves

That flee into

The forest before you

You wish to catch and cage me now

I wonder if you remember how

Hard it was to say the names

Of mirror dreams and cheated games

And on the wall

You framed your first lover

Your form intrigues me with the glow

I'll remember you I know

Though I forgot to lock the chain

Around you with a prayer for rain

To bring the call

To drive you back into my bed

Ahhh....

She turns away

Telling me to follow for a while

Ahhh....

She waits

You'd be touched if you would touch

But you only reach and taunt

Will my taste stay grey and blue

If I try to turn from you"

Only three quotes into this small project of mine, I've noticed that most of my quotes are about isolation and feeling disconnected from reality to an extent. This is a bit worrying, but hopefully they don't reflect my mental state too negatively. Stay tuned for a part two. I have no idea when that will be coming, but stay tuned nonetheless.