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“To love. To be loved. To never forget your own insignificance. To never get used to the unspeakable violence and the vulgar disparity of life around you. To seek joy in the saddest places. To pursue beauty to its lair. To never simplify what is complicated or complicate what is simple. To respect strength, never power. Above all, to watch. To try and understand. To never look away. And never, never, to forget.”
— Arundhati Roy
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An Insuperable Impediment by Dario Marianelli.
Even though Dario Marianelli already won an Oscar for Atonement, I really hope he gets nominated for his brilliant work in Jane Eyre (the ending of this song is amazing). To be honest, if you’d asked me right now what score should win the Oscar next year I’d say this one right here. Jane Eyre is a brilliant film that unfortunately might get forgotten come Oscar time, but its score should not.
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Jane Eyre Dario Marianelli Music Score Audio Oscar Contender Soundtrack
Something in your voice sparks a little hope,
I wait up for that noise, your voice becomes my home.
Land of Talk - It’s Okay
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Icelandic cellist Hildur Guðnadóttir demarcates light from darkness in this beautiful composition.
Symphony No. 9 in E Minor, Op. 95: II. Largo by Antonin Dvorak
Music is a great place to go when you don’t want to be found.
The Thirteenth ChairHow can anybody only just sleep?
How can anybody only just leave?
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Horse Feathers Different Gray Piano Music love
It was pitch dark. I could hear only the violin, and it was as though Juliek’s soul were the bow. He was playing his life. The whole of his life was gliding on the strings—his lost hopes, his charred past, his extinguished future. He played as he would never play again.
I shall never forget Juliek. How could I forget that concert, given to an audience of dying and dead men! To this day, whenever I hear Beethoven played my eyes close and out of the dark rises the sad, pale face of my Polish friend, as he said farewell on his violin to an audience of dying men.