Monday, January 12, 2009

Love on a Train to Bangalore

Chris: What do you think about love?
Kartik: What is there to think about?
Chris: What do you mean?
Kartik: One isn’t meant to think about love. Thinking is too much tied to logic and science. Love isn’t about thinking.
Chris: But doesn’t thinking have a place in love?
Kartik: Love doesn’t need reasons. Love isn’t supposed to make sense. In fact, the day that love starts making sense is the day that I no longer care for love.

2 comments:

Breitenberg said...

thanks for this transcription chris - i would say the same for beauty as well

Nic said...

Love this too! and could not agree more, reminds me of a favorite quote with similar sentiment:

"I have a friend, jazz musician...trumpet player, really terrific. And I go and hear him jam every month or so and he plays this piece I love, an old Chet Baker song. And he blows the same notes every time and every time it sounds so different. And we had drinks one night...when I used to drink....and I tried to tell him how that song made me feel, how the music made me feel, how his playing made me feel. And he just kept shakin' his head and he said "Joan, you can't talk about music! Talking about music is like dancing about architecture," and I just said, "Well fine! Gonna get all philosophical on me, it's just as pointless as talking about a lot of things, love for instance." And my friend laughed and he said, "Definitely, most definitely, talking about love is like dancing about architecture." So I don't know, he might be right...but it ain't gonna stop me from trying."