Ejército de Salvación

Te piden que seas cool.
Hacés grandes esfuerzos por hacerte el cool.
Te piden que seas seductor.
Hacés grandes esfuerzos por hacerte el seductor.
Te piden que seas alternativo.
Hacés grandes esfuerzos por hacerte el alternativo.
Te piden que seas solidario.
Hacés grandes esfuerzos por hacerte el recontrapelotudo.

Impossible Is Nothing

Imposible es sólo una palabra que usan los hombres débiles
para vivir fácilmente en el mundo que se les dió,
sin atreverse a explorar el poder que tienen para cambiarlo.
Imposible no es un hecho, es una opinión.
Imposible no es una declaración, es un reto.
Imposible es potencial.
Imposible es temporal. 
 

Apple - Think Different

Esto es para los locos.
Los inadaptados.
Los rebeldes.
Los que generan problemas.
Los que no encajan en ningún lado.
Esos que ven las cosas de otra manera.
No son de los que siguen las reglas,
y no tienen ningún respeto por el status quo.
Podés citarlos, disentir,
glorificarlos, o injuriarlos.
Pero lo único que no podés hacer es ignorarlos.
Porque ellos cambian las cosas.
Empujan la raza humana hacia delante.
Y mientras otros podrán verlos como unos locos,
nosotros vemos genios.
Porque las personas que están lo suficientemente locas
como para creer que pueden cambiar el mundo,
son quienes lo hacen.

Finding Neverland

J.M. BARRIE
Now...
I want you to pay particular attention
to the teeth.
Some unscrupulous trainers will show you
a bear whose teeth have all been pulled,
while other cowards
will force the brute into a muzzle.
Only the true master would attempt these
tricks without either measure of safety.

PETER
What did you bring me over here for?
This is absurd. It's just a dog.

SYLVIA
Come on, darling.

J.M. BARRIE
"Just a dog"? "Just"?
Porthos, don't listen to him.
Porthos dreams of being a bear
and you want to dash those dreams
by saying he's "just a dog"?
What a horrible, candle-snuffing word.
That's like saying, "He can't climb
that mountain, he's just a man."
Or, "That's not a diamond, it's just a rock."
"Just."

PETER
Fine then. Turn him into a bear. If you can.

SYLVIA
Peter, where are your manners?

J.M. BARRIE
With those eyes, my bonny lad,
I'm afraid you'd never see it.
However, with just a wee bit of imagination,
I can turn around right now and see...
the great bear, Porthos.

Dead Poets Society

Now I would like you to step forward over here
and peruse some of the faces from the past.
You've walked past them many times.
I don't think you've really looked at them.
They're not that different from you, are they?
Same haircuts. Full of hormones, just like you.
Invincible, just like you feel.
The world is their oyster.
They believe they're destined for great things,
just like many of you.
Their eyes are full of hope, just like you.
Did they wait until it was too late
to make from their lives even one iota
of what they were capable?
Because you see gentlmen,
these boys are now fertilizing daffodils.
But if you listen real close,
you can hear them whisper their legacy to you.
Go on, lean in.
Carpe.
Carpe. Carpe Diem.
Seize the day boys,
make your lives extraordinary.

Uncool.

LESTER BANGS
Oh, men, you made friends with them!
See, friendship is the booze they feed you.
They want you to get drunk on feeling
like you belong!

WILLIAM
Well, it was fun.

LESTER BANGS
They make you feel cool.
And hey, I met you.
You are not "cool."

WILLIAM
I know. Even when I thought I was,
I knew I wasn't.

LESTER BANGS
That's because we are uncool!
And while women will always be a problem for
guys like us, most of the great art in
the world is about that very problem.
Good-looking people have no spine!
Their art never lasts!
They get the girls, but we're smarter.

WILLIAM
I can really see that now.

LESTER BANGS
Yeah, great art is about conflict and pain
and guilt and longing and love disguised as sex,
and sex disguised as love...
and let's face it,
you got a big head start.

WILLIAM
I'm glad you were home.

LESTER BANGS
I'm always home! I'm uncool!

WILLIAM
Me too!

LESTER BANGS
(leveling)
The only true currency in this bankrupt world
is what we share with someone else
when we're uncool.

Trainspotting

Elegí la vida. Elegí un trabajo. Elegí una carrera.
Elegí una familia, elegí un puto televisor gigante,
elegí lavarropas, autos, reproductores de CD, y abrelatas eléctricos.
Elegí buena salud, bajo colesterol y seguro dental.
Elegí una hipoteca con cuotas de interés fijo.
Elegí tu primera casa.
Elegí a tus amigos.
Elegí ropa para el tiempo libre y equipaje que haga juego.
Elegí trajes de tres piezas en distintas variedades de telas comprados en cuotas.
Elegí cosas del estilo “arme usted mismo”,
y mientras lo armás un domingo a la mañana, pensá quien sos.
Elegí sentarte en ese sofá mirando programas de televisión
que te adormecen lamente y te aplastan el espíritu,
llenando tu boca de comida chatarra.
Elegí pudrirte al final de todo,
meándote encima en tú miserable última casa,
siendo nada más que una vergüenza para los egoístas y arruinados pendejos
que criaste para que te reemplacen.
Elegí el futuro. Elegí la vida.
Pero quién querría hacer algo como eso?
Yo elijo no elegir la vida, elijo algo más.
Y las razones?
No hay razones.
Quién necesita razones cuando tiene heroína?

Trainspotting (1996), Danny Boyle.

In my other world

In my other world
There is no pain
And all my thoughts
Are clouds of happiness
In my other world
My heart beats red
There is no gun
Pointed at my head
And I don't really want your kiss

My thoughts don't make me cry
My heart's not filled with grey sadness
My ears can't hear you lie
And I can't even see your face
I've never heard your name
My heart is still my thoughts are calm
And light has filled this space

In my other world
My pain is bliss
I own your soul
I own your kiss
In my other world

Martin L Gore, Counterfeit2.

Ulises (extracto)

Come my friends
'Tis not too late to seek a newer world
for my purpose holds to sail beyond the sunset.

And though we are not now that strength
which in old days moved earth and heaven;
that which we are, we are;
one equal temper of heroic hearts,
made weak by time and fate, but strong in will,
to strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.

Alfred Lord Tennyson