Normal people are the consolation in the new year, and they are the little green lights that need to be held by hand to warm themselves in countless depressed moments. I remember she said how love can be riddled with holes, but who can be a circle naturally. Marian and Connell's love is the most sensitive and sincere form of love in my heart: I've been thinking about New York. The offer. I keep imagining you being there. Writing. We are broken, weeping in the wind Growing leaves, a barren patch in the green stretches of Ireland, but as we smiled and confessed at last in our little gloomy attic: There's been a lot of stuff that's been difficult and painful. And this would be difficult And amazing. It's New York. It's writing. It'd be fucking amazing. Connell. We hugged china dolls that shattered at the touch, we cycled through the little brown-grey squares of Barcelona, you said money makes the world corrupt and sexy , I can laugh in the corner and say well done the moment you get Schol and the best magazine editor, just like you always kiss me with pain and always give me a song. You know I love you. And I'm never going to feel the same way for anyone else. Quietly guarding your dreams, so I will cry while encouraging: But we have done so much good …for one another. So we have They are all just normal people, and it will take us a long time to learn to live and love freely and healthily. Let that dogwood blossom. There'll be hell to pay in heaven. For you take every street home.
You just need to get it straight in your mind
what you think is fair and good in the world.
And if you think that people should be able to go to college
and get English degrees,…
… And go to Europe and look at art
then you shouldn't feel guilty for yourself.
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