an endless list of my favourite films (in no particular order) » Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron

The story that I want to tell you cannot be found in a book. They say that the history of the west was written from the saddle of a horse, but it’s never been told from the heart of one. Not till now. I was born here, in this place that would come to be called the Old West. But, to my kind, the land was ageless. It had no beginning and no end, no boundary between earth and sky. Like the wind and the buffalo, we belonged here, we would always belong here. They say the mustang is the spirit of the West. Whether that west was won or lost in the end, you’ll have to decide for yourself, but the story I want to tell you is true. I was there and I remember. I remember the sun, the sky, and the wind calling my name in a time when we ran free. I’ll never forget the sound and the feeling of running together. The hoof beats were many, but our hearts were one.” 

“Es curiosa, la vida. Cuando eres niño el tiempo no acaba de pasar, y luego sin darte cuenta tienes 50 años, y de la infancia lo único que te queda cabe en una cajita oxidada.” #amelie #mood

Con ganas de volver a verla 😺📹 #favouritefilm


an endless list of my favourite films (in no particular order) » Alice in Wonderland 

I try to believe in as many as six impossible things before breakfast. Count them, Alice. One, there are drinks that make you shrink. Two, there are foods that make you grow. Three, animals can talk. Four, cats can disappear. Five, there is a place called Underland. Six, I can slay the Jabberwocky. 

Happy Valentines days 💑❤️💗👫💜👬💏💚👭💛💋💙💖💕💌 To all you lovers, dreamers, romantics! #Gonewiththewind #Favouritefilm #Valentines #Valentinesday #Oldmovies #Film #Franklymydearidontgiveadamm #Love #Dreamers #Romance #Lovers #Romantics #Kiss #Romance #ClarkleCable @Gonewiththewind @Clarklecable #Magic


an endless list of my favourite films (in no particular order) » V for Vendetta

I’ve witnessed first hand the power of ideas, I’ve seen people kill in the name of them, and die defending them… but you cannot kiss an idea, cannot touch it, or hold it… ideas do not bleed, they do not feel pain, they do not love… And it is not an idea that I miss, it is a man… A man that made me remember the Fifth of November. A man that I will never forget.