There's a line in The Bridges of Madison County which goes something like this, "How sad to die without anyone ever really knowing who you were.". It's a paraphrase. I tried to find it online and, strangely, with all the sites out there chronicling quotes from the movie, no one felt this quote important enough or deep enough to include. How strange.
Sadder still, to go through life, yearning to be understood by someone, yet knowing no one does. In their arrogance, they think they do.................but they don't. I'm convinced 99.9% of people don't care if they are understood. For them, there's nothing to understand. They are empty and shallow. They wander..................no, that's an inappropriate term...............they DO NOT wander..............they move through life with no passion and no deep, inner to be known or understood. I often wonder, how many people would go to my funeral, think they knew me and say stupid things about me that are totally untrue, thinking they knew me. Even the people "closest" to me don't know me. Is there anyone out there who could? Who does? Yes, I believe there is one. There is and there must be. Why did it take so long to discover? Why have I suffered so many years? And now cannot make up for those lost years?
I don't ask for much in life. I never have. I ask for peace and love and acceptance. I think I have found them.................but I cannot experience them. I cannot actualize them. I cannot be with them.
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