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the famous Movie Hero fetches me for dinner

The famous Movie Hero fetches me for dinner. He brings an enormous fir tree covered with artificial silver and imitation pearls. Unfortunately, he resembles my first love and when anyone does that, red warning lights switch on inside me. It is very difficult in America when those lights start blink…

—p.162 Changing by Liv Ullmann
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what did the reverse side of his medal look like?

I caught myself passing by a genuine situation without stopping and becoming part of it, and’then reproducing the same reality on screen with all my compassion.

When I encountered a drunk man in the street, I followed him—not to help, but to study the way he set his feet down, how his arms hung …

—p.157 by Liv Ullmann
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he both loves her and is going to leave her topic/heartbreak

While she still has him, they go away to a warm country. She holds his hand while he reads, and she feels a tranquillity because everything is ordinary. She can afford the knowledge that there are long periods when he doesn’t think about her. But she also knows that the hand resting in hers will so…

—p.152 by Liv Ullmann
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the lines I was not speaking on that stage

I had become an established film star, with photographs and interviews in the press. I smiled from pictures taken in capitals most of my family only knew from the atlas. Smiling, arm in arm with famous and stupid and wise and kind and rich people.

Encountering situations I had never thought woul…

—p.145 by Liv Ullmann
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the will to meet the world

I wonder how many Noras there are in the world who would like to go, but never dare. And if they go—where? Is it important to know—or is it the actual step through the door that counts? The will to meet the world beyond one’s own constructed security.

—p.143 by Liv Ullmann