Saturday, August 14, 2010

Children show scars like medals. Lovers use them as secrets to reveal. A scar is what happens when the word is made flesh.















Hiroshima Mon Amour

“Like you, I too have struggled with all my might not to forget. Like you, I forgot. Like you, I longed for a memory beyond consolation, a memory of shadows and stone. For my part I struggled every day with all my might against the horror of no longer understanding the reason to remember. Like you, I forgot. Why deny the obvious necessity of remembering? Listen to me. I know something else. It will begin again.”
- Hiroshima Mon Amour, 1959.

5 comments:

Camille said...

Hey! I really like your blog, you have beautiful pictures and beautiful words.
Thanks for sharing them :)
Cheers -.

AuberginesAndLemons said...

I am dying to watch the film.Perhaps one day I'll stumble upon it on TCM or WorldMovies.

Nikhat said...

I'm dying to see it as well...It seems quite wonderful

angi said...

lovely blog internet stranger :D

Sukaina said...

Thank you all :)
xxx