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Amélie quotes

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Amélie Poulain
Raymond Dufayel

Eva: Les temps sont durs pour les rêveurs. Times are hard for dreamers.

Little boy: When a finger is pointing up to the sky, only a fool looks at the finger.

Newsstand Woman: Une femme sans amour, c'est comme une fleur sans soleil, ça d?p?rit. A woman without love is like a flower without sun; she wilts.

Et de ratage en ratage, on s'habitue à ne jamais d?passer le stade du brouillon. La vie n'est que l'interminable r?p?tition d'une repr?sentation qui n'aura jamais lieu. Failure teaches us that life is but a draft, an endless rehearsal of a show that will never play.

Je n'aime pas dans les vieux films am?ricains quand les conducteur ne regardent pas la route. [whispering in theater] I like to look for things no one else catches. I hate the way drivers never look at the road in old American movies.

Sans toi, les ?motions d'aujourd'hui ne seraient que la peau morte des ?motions d'autrefois. Without you, the feelings of today are not more but the dead hull of the feelings of the past.

Voilà, ma petite Am?lie, vous n'avez pas des os en verre. Vous pouvez vous cogner à la vie. Si vous laissez passer cette chance, alors avec le temps, c'est votre cœur qui va devenir aussi sec et cassant que mon squelette. Alors, allez y, nom d'un chien! My Little Am?lie, you don't have bones made of glass. You can take life's knocks. If you let this chance go, in time, it will be your heart which will become as dry and brittle as my skeleton. So, go, for Pete's sake!

Vous au moins, vous ne risquez pas d'être un l?gume, puisque même un artichaut a du cœur. At least you'll never be a vegetable — even artichokes have hearts.

[Mme. Wallace is reading an old letter from her long-deceased husband.]
Mme. Wallace: "When my sweet little weasel appears at the station…" Did anyone ever write you like that?
Am?lie: No. I'm nobody's little weasel [Je ne suis la belette de personne].

I had two heart attacks, an abortion, did crack... while I was pregnant. Other than that, I'm fine. [to her father, who is not paying attention]

In such a dead world, Amelie prefers to dream until she's old enough to leave home

In the apartment downstairs from Am?lie lives Raymond Dufayel; they call him "The Glass Man." He was born with bones as brittle as crystal. All his furniture is padded. A handshake could crush his fingers. He's stayed inside for twenty years. Time has changed nothing.

It's better to help people than to be like a gnome in the garden.

Nino is late. Amelie can only see two explanations. 1 - he didn't get the photo. 2 - before he could assemble it, a gang of bank robbers took him hostage. The cops gave chase. They got away... but he caused a crash. When he came to, he'd lost his memory. An ex-con picked him up, mistook him for a fugitive, and shipped him to Istanbul. There he met some Afghan raiders who took him to steal some Russian warheads. But their truck hit a mine in Tajikistan. He survived, took to the hills, and became a Mujaheddin. [Increasingly angry] Amelie refuses to get upset for a guy who'll eat borscht all his life in a hat like a tea cozy.