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All my life I’ve been going around waiting for something. All my life, in fact, I’ve felt as if…as if I were waiting in a railway station. And I’ve always felt as if the living I’ve done, so far, hasn’t actually been real life but a long wait for it…a long wait for something real.
Andrei Tarkovsky, The Sacrifice (1986)  (via tierneyed)