Movie: Love (1968)

Love visits not everyone, that's for sure. Love is a huge ability of the soul, as a talent I am convinced of this.

Young people are always good. Any grief is short.

- What kind of childish question? Pleasantly!

Love is a feeling which must be felt, not to talk about him.

Lately, too much talk about love. Jammed somehow this word, and, in my opinion, you just need less to say, because this feeling only two.

I can tell about love only the best, most good. It is uplifting always. You feel so elated. Even when you are sad... it's still good.

Man must live as if it nothing changes. The difference in speeds. Previously, we went on the chaise, now I fly planes. Most importantly, of course, in time.

- What do you get wet?
- Look at the sky.
- What do you see there?
As... the Clouds, the stars...
- You're wet and crazy.
- And you?
- Normal, grey...
Grey?
Yes... Only now hiding in colored cloth.