「Artists really don't paint to satisfy "The market." Artists actually paint to satisfy themselves.」
「Why are you laughing at me? You're reminding me of that girl with the glasses that I painted so long ago.
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Yeah? Well, here she ie. And I'll thell you one thing. You're not gonna get my clothes off so easily this time, mister.」
「Nowhere is going to have a view like our place. But maybe Ruth and I have seen all the views we need to. Maybe views are for younger people who still have things to look at.」
「Why are we moving? What are we chasing? Haven't we bulit a good life?
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I only meant to help. I didn't mean to hurt you. You know, you're probably gonna live to be 100. I hope so. I don't wanna live without you. And I really don't care. You know that, right? I don't care if we stay in Brooklyn or we move to Moscow. I just want what's best for you. And us.
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Let's go home.」
「Those few days were like one big roller coaster ride. And, like most rides, we ended up where we began. Still, it reminded us who we are. What we have. It was worth it, if only for that. Maybe one day we'll sell. Stop climbing the stairs. But for now we'll just deal with what is. The important thing is it brought us back here. Together. Back to our senses. And to our home.」
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