Patrick Foley:
You're not only a whining kid that wastes his time; you're also deaf and half blind. Sure you can hear me now. But do you listen to that water? Can you hear those birds back there? Can you hear the insects - the wind and the trees creakin' and rubbin'? You're deaf to those frogs down there and the sun pingin' off of these rocks. You're deaf to your own heartbeat and me comin' up behind you. My God, boy, there's a whole symphony goin' on here and you can't hear a thing.
Riportata da il
05/03/2025 alle ore 09:34