~ Once upOn a time ... ~
· a mOvie ·
"I wOuld rather have had One breath Of her hair, One kiss frOm her mOuth, One tOuch Of her hand, than eternity withOut it. One."
"I wOuld rather have had One breath Of her hair, One kiss frOm her mOuth, One tOuch Of her hand, than eternity withOut it. One."
Seth: Let's go.
Maggie: Where?
Seth: Anywhere.
Maggie: What'll we do?
Seth: Anything.
Maggie: Where?
Seth: Anywhere.
Maggie: What'll we do?
Seth: Anything.
Seth: The little girl asked if she could be an angel.
Cassiel: They all want wings.
Seth: I never know what to say.
Cassiel: Tell them the truth. Angels aren't human. We were never human.
Seth: What if I just make her a little pair of wings out of paper?
Cassiel: They all want wings.
Seth: I never know what to say.
Cassiel: Tell them the truth. Angels aren't human. We were never human.
Seth: What if I just make her a little pair of wings out of paper?
Seth: Why do people cry?
Seth: Maybe...maybe emotion becomes so intense your body just can't contain it. Your mind and your feelings become too powerful.
Seth: What good would wings be if you couldn't feel the wind on your face?
City Of angels
