Esperando pelo trem

Sob o Sol da Toscana
Título original:Under the Tuscan Sun
Gênero:Drama
Duração:01 hs 53 min
Ano de lançamento:2003
Estúdio:Touchstone Pictures / Tatiale Films
Distribuidora:Buena Vista Pictures
Direção: Audrey Wells
Roteiro:Audrey Wells, baseado em livro de Frances Mayes
Produção:Tom Sternberg e Audrey Wells
Música:Christophe Beck
Fotografia:Geoffrey Simpson
Direção de arte:Gianfranco Fumagalli e Gianni Giovagnoni
Figurino:Nicoletta Ercole
Edição:Arthur Coburn

(Um post todo trabalhado no inglês fluente! rs)

Katherine: It's a nice little villa. Are you going to buy it? Frances: The way my life is currently going, that would be a terrible idea. Katherine: Terrible idea... Don't you just love those?

Frances: Do you know the most surprising thing about divorce? It doesn't actually kill you. Like a bullet to the heart or a head-on car wreck. It should. When someone you've promised to cherish till death do you part says "I never loved you," it should kill you instantly. You shouldn't have to wake up day after day after that, trying to understand how in the world you didn't know. The light just never went on, you know. I must have known, of course, but I was too scared to see the truth. Then fear just makes you so stupid.

Frances: What are four walls, anyway? They are what they contain. The house protects the dreamer. Unthinkably good things can happen, even late in the game. It's such a surprise.

Katherine: Never lose your childish innocence. It's the most important thing.

Martini: Signora, between Austria and Italy, there is a section of the Alps called the Semmering. It is an impossibly steep, very high part of the mountains. They built a train track over these Alps to connect Vienna and Venice. They built these tracks even before there was a train in existence that could make the trip. They built it because they knew some day, the train would come.

Marcello: If you smash into something good, you should hold on until it's time to let go.

Frances: What if this is it? The real thing? Placido: What you speak of is only in fairy tales. Frances: No, it's not! Placido: And how do you know? From personal experience? Frances: No. I looked, and I didn't find it.

Eu vou achar.

Ou, pelo menos, jamais irei permitir que meu coração pare de procurar.