All language subtitles for A.Quiet.Passion-en

They have reached the end
of the second semester.

Some will stay
to complete your education.

Others will go out into the world.

And as usual ...

... I will ask you a question
of utmost importance ...

... as it concerns
to your spiritual well-being.

Do you want to surrender to God ...

... and save yourself?

Those who wish to be Christian
and save yourself ...

... will be placed to my right.

Those who stay ...

... and wait to be saved ...

... they will go to my left.

Have you prayed?

Yes.

Although I doubt that he cared
to the Creator.

Have I understood it correctly?

Do you think that your Creator
remain indifferent to their sins?

What, in His compassion,
Do you see her doze?

No, he misunderstands me,
I have not gotten that far.

I have not woken up yet.

How would I regret it?

I feel somewhat distressed,
of course...

... but my feelings are imprecise.

It's not about how far it has come ...

... but to what extent
I should have arrived.

Nor how he feels,
but of what he must feel.

I do not feel anything.

I do not have the sensation of sinning,
How would he have it?

I wish I could feel what the others ...

...but it is not possible.

A sinner against the Holy God,
under sentence ...

... exposed every moment to fall ...

... in an eternity in flames
without remission ...

... but that does not feel or alarm ...

... can not run away
before the coming anger.

You may wonder...

... is it in the Ark of Salvation?

I'm afraid I'm not.

You are alone in your rebellion,
Miss Dickinson.

I'm afraid it's lost.

Yes, Miss Lyon.

For every moment of ecstasy,
we will pay with torment ...

... in acute and heartfelt proportion
to ecstasy.

For each hour enjoyed,
sharp and miserable years ...

... coins disputed with bitterness ...

... and trunks brimming with tears.

Father, Austin, Vinnie!

My joy would be complete
if mother was.

The trip would have tired her.

We're taking you home, Emily.

- Your letter left us worried.
- You said you were sick.

Yes.

What are you suffering?

Of an acute case of evangelism.

- Do you really take me home?
- Yes

We will go to Amherst passing
for Boston ...

... where we will stay
with Aunt Elizabeth.

I notice your disapproval, father.

I do not like to see a woman
in a scenario

But he has a gift.

Having a gift is no excuse
for a woman to exhibit herself.

What should I do, then?

Interpret a record of the Congress?

It depends on the key.

The rest of the program
It is in a very respectable German.

The Germans are wonderful musicians.

So is.

English, thank God,
it is not a language that can be sung.

But, aunt,
you love hymns.

Is different,
They have nothing to do with music.

- The musical demon.
- Do not be trivial, Emily.

Oh, life!

Oh, home!

How wonderful they are!

Emily

What are you doing awake?

- Can I speak to you, father?
- Clear.

You will already know that I like to write,
especially letters.

- And sometimes, poetry.
- Yes

Would you allow me to write at night,
to benefit from silence?

I will not disturb
to the other members of the family.

I promise you.

You have my permission.

You have been very careful when asking.

- It's your house, father.
- It's our home, Emily.

I...

I'd like to ask you another favor, father.

What is it about?

I have understood...

... who is a great friend of Dr. Holand,
the editor of the Springfield Republican.

And that newspaper publishes poems.

I will write to you

If you agree,
You can send him some poetry.

Dear Miss Dickinson:

I have decided to publish
"Sic transit gloria mundi" ...

... being the least wayward
and have some ingenuity.

As for the rest of the poems,
follow the usual metric ...

... they are childish, verses for children.

But I recognize that the classics,
in any language ...

... are the work of men
and not women.

I am afraid that women do not know how to create
a permanent literary treasure.

Where is Emily?

Emily!

Come here immediately.

Do not forget
that Aunt Elizabeth praised ...

... to the Dickinson family
in 55 stanzas.

Which more boring.

Aunt Elizabeth.

Finally, Emily,
You almost made me wait.

And what opinion does my poem deserve?

I do not doubt that his verses
They honor their talent.

If it was ingenious,
Your dubious compliment should offend me.

But, aunt,
the best compliments are doubtful ...

... is part of its charm.

- Did you please my verses, Austin?
- A lot, aunt.

They make a fool of themselves
"Paradise lost".

Your children are too sophisticated,
Edward

- Part of me disapproves.
- The disapproval is serious.

If I had to choose
between sophisticated children ...

... or simply docile,
I would choose the first ones.

- Docility is almost slavery.
- An abolitionist thought.

It is not, but no Christian
I would defend slavery.

Please, let's not talk about this topic.

It is as unseemly as it is tedious.

It is not for slaves.

We have a Robespierre
among us.

A Robespierre no.

Charlotte Corday, maybe.

Edward,
They behave as badly as you do.

I think they have published a poem.

Yes.

In the Springfield Republican.

- It was published anonymously.
- I think it's a bit eccentric.

Given the circumstances,
it's better that way.

We are not all Milton.

Do not frown, it does not favor you.

Poetry is my consolation
for the eternity that surrounds us.

- Who said it?
- I.

Well, do not say it,
It does not seem very Christian.

Where is Vinnie?

Here, aunt.

And what about you?

I am like the Pilgrim,
I try to improve.

A pilgrim should only be aware
of overcoming others.

Be aware of your own
It is vanity.

But aunt,
vanity is a harmless vice.

It's so superficial
as those who practice it.

No vice is harmless, Vinnie.

Just look at Babylon.

- What about you, Austin?
- I'm not on a pilgrimage.

And the vice?

Certainly, the vice
it is virtue in disguise.

What opinion do you deserve?
the moral laxity of your children, Emily?

I prefer to listen
and remain silent.

Thus, a prejudice does not resemble
to an opinion.

Your answer is so Byzantine
that nothing has given me.

Value your ignorance, aunt.

You may need it.

Edward!

Your children amaze me.

They should go to their rooms
and be whipped.

- Hourly.
- Calm down, Aunt Elizabeth.

Drink a glass of raisin wine,
the vice made medicinal pleasure.

Medicinal?

For circulation.

My circulation leaves nothing
be desired.

The heart first asks for pleasure.

Then, excuse yourself of the pain.

Then, small analgesics
that numb the suffering.

And then, fall asleep.

And then, if that was the will
of his inquisitor ...

... the freedom to die.

Would you mind touching something, Emily?

One of the old hymns.

Right away.

When I was still a girl ...

... a young man who came
to our church ...

... I used to sing this hymn.

He had a beautiful voice.

So pure

I was only 19 years old
when he died

Go

Go

May God keep it.

He will call me when the time comes.

I hope you live a hundred years.

- What a repulsive idea.
- Aunt, do not say that.

I'm not afraid of death, Emily.

Neither should you.

With the soul prepared for God,
nothing we should fear.

He will pave the way for us.

I will pray for you.

Remember to keep
atheism at bay.

Watch the clock
that marks the hours for everyone.

Tic.

Tac.

Tic.

They are totally unbearable!

I went to thank you,
but she slept ...

... his bed, a long stone ...

... with bouquets
in the header and on the feet ...

... placed by travelers ...

... that they were going to thank you ...

... but she slept.

Little lasted to cross the sea ...

... to see his face alive ...

... but the return was slow.

- Maybe I could smile, Mr. Dickinson.
- I'm smiling.

Emily, Emily!

We have visit.

It's Miss Vryling Buffam.

It sounds anagram, do not you think?

They have before you
a life withered by baptism.

I hope you reproach your parents
similar lack of foresight.

I do, but they get very angry.

- They will certainly forgive her.
- But will I forgive them?

You were not in an institution
for ladies at Fort Sumpter?

- Mount Holyoke.
- Yes, it sounded like something military.

It was years ago.

Did you study with discipline?

Algebra, geometry,
natural Sciences.

And for the sake of decorum,
ecclesiastical history

I think women should receive
the same education as men ...

... but ecclesiastical history?

It sounds as gray as paradise.

- We brought her home.
- Did you dislike Monte Holyoke so much?

They mistreated her.

There is abuse and there is coercion.

- And what did he suffer?
- A unique combination of both.

- It was abominable.
- Yes, but ...

... add iron to the soul.

But what does it do if, in the end,
we all perish?

- Are you afraid of death?
- Do not.

I fear paradise.

I think it will be an anticlimax.

Perfection usually is.

- What about hell?
- It will be even more boring than paradise.

It will be pure agony.

- Will you accompany us to the church?
- Of course not.

Going to church is like going to Boston.

It is only enjoyed when you return home.

We will pray for rest
of our pastor's soul

Does not it depend on where you went?

We will be good friends.

I have no doubt, I am irresistible.

They all say.

When the new pastor arrives,
tell me who he is.

- So that I can also save her?
- Do not.

To know who I should avoid.

Do not enjoy prayers very much,
It could become a habit.

- Are you coming to God, gentleman?
- That's right, pastor.

Do you come with humility?

I come as what I am.

Do you want to come to Christ as a lawyer?

He must present himself as a sinner.

Kneel
so I pray for you

Then they will pray for their salvation.

- What about you, Miss Dickinson?
- Me what, pastor?

Do not kneel
to surrender to God?

No, sir, I will not kneel.

But I do believe that God
It has been delivered to me.

- He said blasphemy.
- It was not my intention.

- Does he protect his soul, Emily?
- The best I can, pastor.

- What about hell, what about hell?
- I'll avoid it if I can.

I will suffer it if I must.

To speak like that is profane.

If so, I pray to God
May my irreverence forgive me.

Pray for all sinners.

How dare you behave like that?

He is neither Christian nor decent!

No one will force me to be a devotee!

You will do what you are told to do.

I know that its shore of Christianity
It's more secure, father.

I also know
that I seem recalcitrant ...

... but my soul belongs to me.

Your soul is of God.

It's your fault.

- Yes father.
- Onwards...

... you will behave accordingly
with the social position ...

... that God has seen fit to grant you.

Yes father.

Good evening, Emily.

Good evening, father.

This plate is dirty.

It is not already.

I would not have dared to go that far.

To do it ...

... father would have sent me
to a military school.

And mother, tearful,
I would have embroidered something.

- The eternal Miss Buffam.
- Unfortunately, it's not like that.

Father time also calls
at my door.

What precautions does it take?

I try not to be home
when it is presented

Women should strive
in following his example.

No, they should only try
in being younger than your waist.

Being that way, the unpleasant subject
of age is almost irrelevant.

And what should they strive for?
the men?

In sledding.

And in summer time?

In philately.

Gather the dangers of sport
without its rigors.

Listening to her is always delicious,
Miss Buffam.

Believe me, Mr. Dickinson,
it's just about the outburst ...

... of a poor tormented soul.

Ladies.

He has gone too far.

I tried to be ironic.

Ahead.

- You accompany us to the church, Emily?
- No, father.

Why not?

God knows what it contains
my heart.

You do not need to be reminded
sitting on a bench.

I hope your comment is not so frivolous
how it looks

Your soul is not a trivial matter.

I agree, father.

That's why I keep your independence
with meticulousness

Doing a retelling of everything ...

... first, the poets,
then, the sun ...

... then, summer,
then, the kingdom of God ...

... and then, here it ends up ready.

But looking back ...

... the former seem to include everything.

The others, unnecessary.

And that's why I write, the poets, everything.

Your summer lasts a whole year.

They can afford a sun
that for the East would be extravagant.

And if the paradise of the Hereafter
it's as beautiful as they have ...

... for those who love them ...

... Grace is too complicated ...

... to justify the dream.

- What is it?
- It's from Austin.

Portraits of Austin
and of his future wife, Susan Gilbert.

- Austin, as handsome as ever.
- She seems terrified.

We must welcome it ...

... and show him
that we are not all severe.

Emily, dear.

This is a luxury
almost at the height of Paris.

Today let's limit ourselves to being superficial.

Yes, superficiality
It must always be spontaneous.

If it is studied,
It is very close to hypocrisy.

We will be superficial,
but not stupid.

God forbid.

This is my third dance
of presentation...

... without a hint of romance.

It seems to them
that men are afraid ...

...of a woman
Who is a teacher and independent?

They do not say
that men are intrepid?

In the war, yes,
in religion, always.

In love...

...Never.

Look at that divine creature.

What a noble carriage.

- Like a Roman emperor.
- Nero.

Let's hope it's so evil.

As long as he's rich ...

... we will consider his evil
as a lacuna of virtue.

I think you should prepare
for the polka.

Would you allow me to be the next
on your dance card?

I do not have a dance card, gentleman ...

... I prefer to improvise.

- Do not you think it's dangerous?
- That's why I do not have it.

Ladies.

- How about the divinity?
- Dance like a polar bear.

He is a prude.

Did you say something offensive?

Only that I had read
"Wuthering Heights".

He has been scandalized.

- Have you read it?
- Do not.

I told you to condemn a novel
without having read it ...

... it was like going to Sodom or Gomorrah ...

... and disappoint
because none is Philadelphia.

I hope he had a sense of humor
and laugh

Absolutely.

It has been muted
and the atmosphere has tensed ...

... filling with silent blasphemies.

It has been delicious.

But I have to go.

Miss Buffam has an appointment.

This sounds sinful.

A clergyman told me once
that I should repent of my sins ...

... if I did not want
let the devil persecute me.

"Oh, a kind
of spiritual diligence, "I answered.

He fell silent at once,
which statue of a monument ...

... horrified and mute.

There will be no tomorrow
for the lost soul.

For the lost soul,
today is enough.

How much will I long for you
if you leave one day

Your honesty is sublime.

Long-term,
Honesty is not the best policy.

- What is dishonesty?
- I prefer to call it "diplomacy".

It allows to convert
a tactical defeat in victory.

- Who said it?
- I do not know, probably ...

...George Washington
crossing the Delaware ...

... in the opposite direction.

And now, dear ...

... I must go flying.

Drive carefully
and do not do anything that displeases God.

- I will not sing Tyrolean style.
- Wise on your part.

Quick, Pendennis,
before we change our mind.

Go ahead, Emily.

- Do you prefer that you close the door?
- No, leave it open.

I love to hear music.

It reminds me of when your father
and I went to our first dance.

Many years ago.

- I'll introduce you to my sister Lavinia.
- But everyone calls me Vinnie.

And my sister Emily.

Everyone calls me Napoleon.

You return married
and with a lawyer's license.

Harvard has seated you very well,
Austin

But the best
is that soon we will be neighbors.

Susan and I moved
to the house next door.

Another ray!

And very well received.

Austin will work with me.

There will not be two presences
better welcomed.

Will the wonders never end?

I welcome ...

...to my son...

... and his beautiful wife.

Your very beautiful wife.

But this is the greatest wonder ...

... mother has come down from Mount Olympus.

Emily, as always,
it dramatizes everything.

I lead a very retired life.

No one realizes that I am.

But if you were not ...

... what abyss would open.

Bees in the lavender ...

... and then, the lazy owl.

You married?

I guess I'll end up marrying.

Do not we all do ...

...at the end?

I do not know.

I am not able
to see me far from my family ...

... among strangers.

You are a strange creature ...

... deeper, I think,
than any of us.

How can you say it?

I have not shown it at any time.

Dear...

... you do not show ...

... reveal.

In the event that you leave ...

... will you write to me?

I have no inclination
to write long missives ...

... I fear that my mind is trivial.

You have a good heart

Do not be blinded
for the feelings.

If my future husband would put me
moodily...

... I think I would have married
with one of the Borgia.

You married?

I just need my family.

Is not perfect.

It is not paradise.

But it's much better
of what you may know.

Or wish.

When you marry...

... I will miss you.

Of course you will miss me.

I refuse to forget it.

Emily ...

... do not forget the bread
for the Agricultural Fair of tomorrow.

Yes, I have not forgotten it.

I notice them swollen.

They are swollen.

As my feet.

Miss Emily.

Take the bread out of the oven,
please.

Needless
let the three pick it up!

I think you were very sharp yesterday
with Thomas, Margaret and Maggie.

Yes father.

You must treat them with respect.

They are not servants, but employees.

What is this about?

For indicating me so eloquently
the difference between the two.

Yesterday I was the most rude.

I would like to apologize
at three.

We are not offended.

Does it mean they forgive me?

I am sorry...

...really.

- We have good news, miss.
- His bread ...

... he earned five dollars.

They must keep the money,
It will relieve my conscience.

He won the second prize.

The second prize.

How does it feel to be a father,
Austin?

Paternal.

Will you let me carry it?

- His name is Edward.
- Ned, as diminutive.

I'm nobody.

Who are you?

You are not nobody either?

That's how we are two.

Do not say it around.

They would outlaw us.

How boring to be someone.

How public, like a frog ...

... who repeats his name day after day
before an admiring pond.

Father, what happens?

They have attacked Fort Sumpter.

What does it mean?

It seems that the South
will be separated from the Union.

There will be a civil war.

Will they call you, Austin?

Almost with security.

- You will stay here.
- My friends will fight, I must go.

I will pay the regulatory $ 500
to fight a substitute.

And my honor, sir?

Your honor, sir,
It will be safe in my hands.

And what about my conscience?

It will be better
may your conscience be consoled ...

... seeing you fulfill your filial duty.

For those who die in this war,
filial duty will be cowardice.

An educated young man would not
this comment.

No gentleman would incite him.

Austin ...

... you are my only son.

I will not allow you to risk your life.

Please, father.

- Do not force me to stay.
- You will not go.

I forbid you!

I'll stay.

Fight with the voice is brave ...

... but it is much more ...

... charge from the chest
against the cavalry of affliction.

To those who win,
the nations do not see them.

To those who fall, no one observes them.

Dying eyes that no country looks at
with patriotic love.

We trust
in tufted processions ...

... well, the angels pass by ...

... row after row ...

... with even steps ...

... and snowy uniforms.

There is a word
who carries a sword ...

... and can go through
to an armed man.

He throws his sharp syllables ...

GETTYSBURG
TOTAL LOWS: 51,112

... and go back to mute.

Where it fell, the saved
they will tell it on the day of the fatherland.

SPOTSYLVANIA
TOTAL LOWS: 31,086

A brother with epaulette
He gave his life.

ANTIETAM
TOTAL LOWS: 23,134

Where the sun runs out of breath,
where the day wanders ...

... there's his silent attack ...

... there his victory.

We have gone to Gettysburg
to hear the speeches.

Mr. Edward Everett spoke
almost two hours.

Very fiery.

- And the president's speech?
- As short as possible.

It lasted about three minutes,
It was not memorable.

Did you hear many of the speakers?

Some said that 15,000 people.

Most for breakfast
or look for memories of the battle.

Macabre.

They say they died
more than 600,000 men.

For what?

To end slavery
that never should have flourished in this country.

Miss Buffam
It influences you too much, Emily.

If more men talked like her,
Maybe there would not be war.

How dare you
to say such banality?

It has nothing to do with gender.

A gender discussion is war,
because it is also a slavery.

- It's a contemptible comment.
- Live a week as a woman ...

... it will not seem pleasant or banal.

You leave tomorrow?

For how long?

Two months, maybe.

They are two difficult cases,
and Judge Lord is in charge of both.

You already know how terrible it is.

- You must be away so long?
- Yes

A man needs to make his way.

- It is not enough to be decorous.
- And a woman...

...what should I do?

Or is their only destiny decorum?

Let's not argue.

It's my last night at home.

I will write to you.

- It will alleviate my unhappiness.
- But mine will increase.

What are you doing at this time?

It's my time to write.

Between three in the morning
and the sunrise.

My father authorizes me.

No husband would.

I came because ...

- I thought something was happening.
- Do not.

No, it's the best time.

When it seems
that the world sleeps in silence.

Why did you take so long to consent?
Marry Austin?

Truly...

The idea of men
In that aspect...

... it petrified me.

Although Austin is ...

...very tender...

... and it accommodates my ...

...Reservations.

So terrible is that part
of married life?

I fulfill my duty.

But I not only won a husband ...

... but also two sisters.

Yes.

We will be sisters.

We will share it and read everything.

The Brontë.

George Eliot.

And God help us,
even to Mrs. Gaskell.

And you have your poetry.

You have a life

I have a routine.

It is the grant of God
to a loser.

Does nothing comfort you?

Those of us who have minor lives ...

... and we lack ...

... of a certain kind of love ...

... we have learned to go hungry.

We cheated ...

... and we deceive others.

It is the worst of all lies.

But in matters of the soul ...

... you are rigorous.

Rigor does not replace happiness.

But what is this call?

The loved ones,
whose names are written ...

... in the Lamb's Book of Life ...

... they call us: "Come, come".

And the earthly Church,
witness of Jesus Christ in the world ...

... and the heavenly Church ...

... with the whisper of white robes ...

... and the music of golden harps ...

... call: "Come ...

... come. "

And the angels of paradise ...

... see them, row after row ...

... immortal authorities ...

... surround the eternal throne.

They have perceived the call
and they also repeat:

"Come ...

... come. "

Reverend Wadsworth's sermons
they cut the breath.

This type of ecstasy is wonderful ...

... but in the silence
from the room of a ...

... seems as far away as Spitsbergen.

Truly,
He is as handsome as he is ecstatic ...

... and so clean.

- Like a freshly bathed cherub.
- And happily married.

To get married without the rapture ...

There is always hope.

If you wait a lot,
You will always be disappointed.

And if I despair too soon,
What, then?

You will not have waited long enough.

I give too much importance
to friendship.

When death takes a friend ...

... there is no deeper loss.

If the marriage takes her ...

... the pain is more subtle,
but just as meaningful.

We can not keep
the world or life at bay, Emily.

Neither ignore them.

We can do more.

We can be alert.

And when the alert ends?

The eternity.

There do not feel the losses.

But what about the Kingdom to come?

Maybe it's worth it ...

... but we will only know then.

One day you may marry.

I do not think so.

Austin and you are good looking.

I am a kangaroo among beauties.

Do not.

You have a beautiful face
and a beautiful soul.

Let's hope someone woos me
who is interested in zoology ...

... and everything spiritual.

Let's invite the Reverend Wadsworth
to have tea.

And to Mrs. Wadsworth.

Very good.

Promise me that you will behave well.

I know how provocative you become.

I will gather all my dignity.

That's what I fear.

Would you like a coffee, Mrs. Wadsworth?

So, a tea?

No thanks,
Mrs. Wadsworth is abstemious.

I thought he only meant alcohol.

For me it also includes tea.

I heard that the Chinese drink tea
for healing purposes.

I'm happy to say that I'm not Chinese.

Maybe a lemonade?

I don `t believe
May God censor the lemonade.

The lightness and the will of God
they are incompatible.

Almost indecent.

Water would please me.

Reverend?

A cup of hot water, thank you.

Vinnie told me
that you are a poet

I write verses, that's right.

What do you think of the contemporaries,
Mr. Longfellow, shall we say?

His genius is limited to saying truisms.

It is too hard.

There are very good things
in "Hiawatha"

Sorry to be cruel, but ma'am ...

... to be honest,
"The song of Hiawatha" is worth nothing.

Just read a single verse.

Do not...

... I prefer something squeezed
of the truth...

... that is poetry.

- Do you think the Brontës do it?
- Yes

And some more.

What do you find in that melancholy?

The beauty of truth

The poetry of the known.

Why do not they talk about healthy things?

If you wish to be healthy,
I guess they would crochet.

Do you want to see our garden?

No thanks.

I find this oppressive heat.

But Charles loves the outdoors.

Personally, I prefer the shadow.

Being like this ...

... I will take the liberty of escorting
to her husband in our modest garden.

My sister will enjoy
with his presence.

A little more water?

Thanks for your invitation,
Miss Dickinson.

His sermon moved me
deeply.

I wanted to tell you.

This...

... it's the only thing I can give
In return.

Please, tell me something.

Do my poems have any merit?

They are remarkable.

Intransigent, of course.

But they are wonderful poems.

How many have you published?

Seven.

Eleven...

I do not remember.

Nothing else?

Nothing else.

How is it so stoic?

It's easy to be stoic
If nobody wants what you offer.

I suppose
that posterity will always be.

Posterity is so disconsolate
as God is.

It sounds like despair.

No, it's bitterness.

Further...

... a posthumous reputation only serves
for those who, in life ...

... they did not deserve to be remembered.

Even so...

Savor the torments of success.

I would like to know the approval
Before die.

If you arrived in the fall ...

... would take the summer away from a blow ...

... with a half smile and a half slap ...

... like housewives with a fly.

If I could see you in a year ...

... I would make balls with the months ...

... and I would place each one in a drawer ...

... until his time came.

If you went back centuries ...

... I would count them in my hand ...

... subtracting until my fingers
fell in the Land of Van Diemen.

If I had the certainty
that when life goes out ...

... yours and mine will join ...

... I would throw it like a peeling ...

... to taste eternity.

More now...

... by ignoring the measure
of the uncertain wing of time ...

... it provokes me ...

... like the naughty bee
that does not draw the sting.

It must be someone
with sense of humor.

Someone who spoils the world.

Take life seriously
It is the best shortcut to disaster.

Have you found that someone?

Someone has found me.

One Mr. Wilder,
math teacher.

And if he is able to see the comic side
of any fraction, I am his.

- But do you love him?
- To love?

I could not tell you,
the idea seduces me ...

... they even say that it exists.

How will you know?

And if you're wrong?

If I have not chosen well,
I will order him to be killed discreetly ...

... and I will tell everyone that he died
of an algebraic commotion.

I hope you are happy.

There is no guarantee of that.

I will settle if it is considered.

- It sounds like surrender.
- No, it's practical.

Who knows?
Maybe love comes behind.

Then I will enjoy
of complacency.

- You will never be complacent.
- Life ends up catching you.

In the end we ended up being
what scares us the most

In that case, I will reject the world
and I will not fulfill your prophecy.

And you will commit the worst mistake ...

... you will deny yourself
what your spirit needs most

- What do you need?
- True.

And experience.

If not, your vote will be
an act of cowardice.

- You've hurt me.
- I've been honest.

Do not resist your vices, Emily.

Be suspicious of your virtues.

Austin told Aunt Elizabeth
that virtue is vice in disguise.

Has sense of humor.

Has sense of humor
Mr. Wilder?

In their own way.

He asked for my hand by letter.

If it's an unhappy marriage,
It will be the fault of the mail.

Always be satisfied.

Disobedience must be secret.

Be docile, but in your heart ...

... be a revolutionary.

- That's hypocrisy.
- Of course it is.

Something very appreciated in America.

We believe to be incorruptible.

Never confuse
the external piety with the internal one.

It is up to the Episcopalians.

But I am rebellious ...

... and I get away from the grace of God.

You are closer to Him
than anyone.

Always look below the surface,
Emily

And do not fear what you see.

- The chaos?
- Yes

- Then I'll face everything.
- Do not be too radical.

- Radicals do not prosper here.
- You are a radical.

I'll finish conforming myself ...

... to have peace and a quiet life.

But I know you will not do it.

And I envy your courage.

I imagine you will take
some beautiful flowers ...

... and that the wedding march will sound
of Mendelssohn.

Flowers, of course.

Mendelssohn, no.

No happy music at a wedding,
just confuse.

But you will go forever.

Not that it was death.

- And is not it?
- Do not.

Even if it were,
you must force yourself to see it in another way.

America is the only country in the world ...

... who sees death
as a personal failure.

Is there anything I can bring you, mother?

No, Emily.

You always look so sad, mother.

My life has gone like a dream.

As if it had not been part
her.

After Vinnie was born ...

... I invaded
a kind of melancholy ...

... that I confused with satisfaction.

How high was our price?

Do not.

I could not be without you three.

Having my children close ...

... it is the best medicine.

But sometimes...

... at the sound of the hour ...

... when the sun goes down ...

... and the shadows lengthen ...

... oppress me ...

... a terrible sense of longing.

I feel that my heart weighs me so much.

It hurts.

Dear.

Dear.

Come on, my flower.

Come on.

The Reverend Wadsworth has sailed
to San Francisco.

Everyone leaves.

Everyone leaves.

They abandon us.

Do not touch me!

I do not want compassion.

I feel repulsive

You give too much importance
to beauty.

They just talk happily
about not owning beauty ...

... those that are already beautiful.

To others,
we only have envy.

You are an exquisite woman.

What good is it in this world?

You are too hard on yourself.

I have many defects,
There is a lot to correct.

So punitive is recognizing the faults
how to deny the few virtues.

The Reverend is a married man.

That kind of attachment is indecorous.

We do not all own
of an arrogant rectitude.

Do not despise the morals of others
when yours leaves to be desired

I get it
What do you mean the Reverend?

Is married.

You must not feel affection for someone
that can not return that affection.

You barely know him
if not for his sermons.

In addition, Mrs. Wadsworth and he
they are very happy.

She is faultless.

Because he has not lived!

It is too inert.

If docility was synonymous with love,
we would all live happily.

She is a good wife!

Sincerely,
I do not understand what attracts you about your husband.

It's not Mr. Rochester,
and even less are you Jane Eyre.

I have been cruel.

I'm sorry too.

You are not arrogant.

But sermonizing.

And I dramatize too much.

But your news has been ...

... they are hard to bear.

You are a miserable creature.

Will you never be able to achieve anything?

We leave love behind
like other things ...

... we keep it in a drawer ...

... until it becomes old fashioned ...

... like the costumes
what the grandparents took.

The Lord make shine
Your face on you ...

... and have them in His mercy.

The Lord lift up on you
His face...

... and give them peace.

We wish you all the happiness
of the world.

No tears, Emily.

No tears.

- Will you come with me?
- Do not.

Say goodbye to her.

Little do the dying need,
dear.

A glass of water is enough.

The discreet face of a flower
to score the wall.

A fan, maybe,
the sorrow of a friend.

And to know, with certainty ...

... that the rainbow lacks colors
if you are not.

Look back with a kind look.

Without a doubt, time tried.

How gently it sinks
his trembling sun ...

... in the West of human nature.

Of such a divine loss ...

... we keep the benefit ...

... the compensation for loneliness ...

... that leaves such great happiness.

If we sink into silence,
we have nothing to fear ...

... well, where there is nothing ...

... there is God.

Emily

Emily

You have to eat.

And you must also go down.

Three days have passed.

You wear white.

Yes.

But we are in mourning.

I am.

Emily

It's Mr. Bowles.

He has come to Amherst just to see you.

Get down, damn it.

I refuse to talk to someone
that is one floor higher than me.

Excuse me for being scared.

I see very few people
and I almost do not know what to tell him.

Could you thank me?
for publishing some of his verses.

More than my thanks,
You have my gratitude

But, sir ...

... altered part of the score.

Holy God.

How important are they
a hyphen or a semicolon?

For many, none ...

... but it's hard for me to suffer
the alteration of my score.

Well, I apologize.

I tried to clarify the meaning
to the readers.

Clarity is one thing ...

... but the obviousness, another.

It can only interfere with the work
of the poet, the same poet.

From any other,
It feels like an attack.

Miss Dickinson, it's not form
to talk or behave.

If he treated a suitor like that,
I would not return.

- So sure is there that there will be one?
- Clear.

Even for someone
so hard to please.

If it comes ...

... it must be so spectacular
as Disraeli.

- As sincere as Gladstone.
- And as fair as George Washington?

George who?

Emily

Mr. Emmons has come to see us.

Our beautiful friend?

- Will you go down?
- Do not.

It is impolite,
Why do not you want to meet him?

Because is beautiful,
and I'm not enough.

He has read your poems published
and admires them.

Admiration masks envy.

- What masks envy?
- The admiration.

You can approach the ladder.

- Miss Dickinson.
- Yes

- I can not see her.
- That does not matter, sir.

I had never carried out
a visit in this way.

It does not seem fair
that can see me and I only hear it.

You will not deprive him of anything, sir ...

... well, it's better to hear me than to see me.

Do you want to take a walk with me and Vinnie?

I do not cross the threshold of my home
to go to the village or to another house.

What a pity,
it's been a wonderful time

It will still be wonderful
let it out or not.

- Good morning, Miss Dickinson.
- Good morning, Mr. Emmons.

Ascend the stairs ...

... at midnight ...

... the menacing night man.

It's not just any boyfriend ...

... but I'll wait ...

... every day of my life ...

... and he will come ...

... before the Hereafter.

Please ...

... make him come ...

... make me not forget.

Emily, you should have come,
He has been radiant.

With your presence
I would have been even more radiant.

Ridicule will not open your heart
of a woman.

- And less mine.
- He spoke with sincerity.

Or should I judge the beauty
by the common pattern?

Any pattern is common.

They say that familiarity attracts
to disdain.

Perhaps disdain attracts
to familiarity.

Beauty is in the eyes
who looks at it

It's not like that anymore, sir.

This truism
It has become a topic.

You are too scathing.

And you, a little hasty
in becoming the martyr.

I will go, then,
before blood is spilled.

There are wounds that do not bleed ...

... and that nevertheless afflict.

I supposed he wanted to get rid of me,
I did not mean to offend her.

Not mine, sir.

I just want to be honest.

Could I go back?

If you do not enjoy it ...

... what's the use?

I expected
that my company was not a burden.

The load can always be left
sideways.

He is not asked to be another Sisyphus.

Emily ...

...why do you act like that?

He is kind, you have hurt him.

I do not know.

As soon as they get too close,
I notice that I'm drowning.

I long...

...something.

But it scares me.

A man loves and then cools ...

... but I'm not like that.

You can not be equal to man.

Without equality,
I do not want to know about love.

I will not be confined
to the point of not breathing.

A rebellious spirit
it only calls for punishment.

My rebellion will be silent ...

... nobody will know
my true feelings.

- God will know them.
- But I will not be married to God.

You are his possession
and you are responsible before Him.

You will know my fight
and will be compassionate.

And if it does not exist ...

... I will be eternally free.

We never know we're going
while we left.

We joked and closed the door.

Destiny follows us and blocks her.

We will not leave anymore.

Play with your mind
as musicians with the keys ...

... before letting the music sprout.

It stuns you gradually.

Prepare your fragile substance
for the ethereal blow.

Gently cock,
far ...

... closer ...

... very slowly.

Your breath recovers ...

... the boil of your mind cools.

And he throws an imperial ray
that section the naked soul.

Have you noticed if there is blood
in your urine?

Yes doctor.

Back pain?

Yes doctor.

Strong?

Very strong.

He has had fever and vomiting.

And the breath?

Very limited

It has all the symptoms
of Bright's disease.

- It's a kidney disease.
- Is there a cure?

Not that I know.

What is the prognosis, doctor?

Diuretics and laxatives
They can relieve the symptoms.

But is there no definitive cure?

Do not.

Thank you Doctor.

I will accompany you to the door.

This world is not the conclusion ...

... a sequel awaits.

Invisible like music,
but positive as the sound.

Flame and bewilderment ...

... philosophies do not know.

Through a riddle, in the end,
the sagacity must disappear.

Guessing it misleads the wise.

To obtain it, men
they have spurned the generations ...

... and have known the crucifixion.

Do not.

Do not.

I hear her sigh before she does.

Emily.

Mother has had a stroke.

Already.

Already.

We have come
to say good night.

I...

I...

Father believed.

Mother loved.

Reach sweetly
what he lacked in strength.

His wife plays great,
Mr. Todd.

My wife does everything beautifully.

And with all his being.

They say that all men
they fall in love with her

Do not.

She says it.

Is it a private essay
or open to the public?

Mrs. Todd,
the exit is on your right.

Emily

Mrs. Todd leaves.

- Of this life or only of this house?
- Enough.

- He will hear you.
- Goodbye, Emily.

Goodbye, Mrs. Todd.

I beg you to give my regards to Mr. Todd.

A man
of great patience and integrity.

I will give your greeting.

The next time you want to say goodbye
of a guest ...

... use a signal code.

There are not enough to say
what I would like

Use the back stairs,
Will be faster.

Emily, why are you behaving like that?

Now there will be days of hostility.

How is Susan?

Fine thanks.

Take tea with Mabel.

Mrs. Todd ...

... and his bland narcissism.

Confuse security with narcissism
and female reticence with reluctance.

As for Mrs. Todd,
No one can accuse her of reticence.

- Or only the wives are reluctant?
- My wife is completely happy.

Clear.

I do not doubt that for her,
the infidelity accompanied by Schubert ...

... it's a delicious pastime,
a form of musical adultery.

The conventions do not limit
to the true artist.

The true artist does not deceive
to the public or to himself.

When you have an audience ...

... your reputation will be safe,
of course.

To all this,
Susan is the innocent party.

If you bothered to look,
You would see that he is not so innocent.

What you have said is despicable!

Stop arguing!

I fully support Susan.

If I had an adventure
with a married ...

...what would you do?

I would not forgive her.

However, you admire Mrs. Todd.

An admirable woman is one thing ...

... one wife, another.

I've never been so close
to despise you

Do not lecture me!

Well, do not try to justify
your attitude!

It is immoral and vicious.

Susan is a good wife
and smart.

Or do you prefer more obvious charms?

Do you mean Mabel Loomis Todd?

Yes, Mrs. Todd.

And do not tell me your intentions
They are purely fraternal.

More so in that semiacostada position.

Sometimes, Emily,
You are as unpleasant as your poetry.

I wonder if it's so open
with her husband!

We can not do anything.

Mabel is determined to continue like this.

He is unable to decide because he is
too stupid to think.

That's horrible.

Do you realize how vile ...

...that I am?

Do not be so hard on yourself.

You attack because you feel hurt
or are you angry?

I think your anger is a defense
against the world.

How can you continue to love me?

I do not deserve it.

Because it is very easy to love you.

Vinnie.

Vinnie.

You are not the only one...

... that has horrible thoughts.

Yes me too.

Once I imagined that Mabel was going up
to a balloon that exploded.

Vinnie ...

... if this is the extent of your evil ...

... you have sanctity assured ...

... despite the explosions.

Try not to irritate him.

Have you read this
of the Springfield Republican?

Do not.

Why?

It's from Mr. Bowles,
that publishes things of yours.

The one you admire, I think.

- And that he is also married.
- What does it say?

"Why should we write?"

"There is another type of writing
too usual ...

... that attracts the sympathy of the reader
without going deeply into the subject. "

"It could be called
literature of misfortune ".

"The authors are mostly women,
of talent maybe ...

... overflowing with thoughts,
feelings, ideas ...

... but poor, lonely and unhappy. "

"So much suffering
It's not usually healthy. "

"Maybe it ends up being
a valid discipline ...

... but at the moment it only clouds ...

... withered and distorted. "

"It is extremely difficult to see clearly
through a veil of tears. "

"The sketch or poem is--

That has been cruel.

Life is cruel.

Cruelty does not know about morality.

You're good?

Austin has been cruel.

I guess he defended his position.

Or should we call it
"permissiveness" poetic?

I admit that I can not understand
your infatuation.

You already have a husband
what should satisfy her ...

... in all aspects of marriage.

They say ...

... that Mr. Todd ...

... he has a venereal problem.

- How do you know?
- Rumors are running.

Maybe ...

... now you see Mabel
with better eyes.

I doubt it.

Maybe Mrs. Todd
have personal problems ...

... but that does not excuse
Austin's infidelity.

The brother I adored
He has betrayed Susan ...

... in the lowest form that exists.

People are not saints, Emily.

Your severity must be
To a too high trial.

And to lower it is to make way
to any wrongdoing.

And maintain a single high principle
It is the last refuge of the intolerant.

What do you tell me about integrity?

Austin used to defend it
to Cape and sword.

Now it just seems like a nuisance
that can move away without more.

Integrity can be ruthless
if it is exaggerated.

- I fit in that category?
- Sometimes yes.

We are only human.

Do not take us to the pillory for that.

You're right.

Of course.

I wish I had your sweetness of character.

Scourge Austin ...

... because my shortcomings are
as big as yours.

We converted
in what we fear the most.

And I'm bitter.

Despite your vehemence ...

... you have a soul ...

... of which anybody
He would be proud.

Vinnie.

Vinnie.

Why has it become
So ugly the world?

The trip kept going ...

... our feet
they had almost reached ...

... the strange crossing
on the path of Being ...

... named Eternity.

Our step was suddenly amazed ...

... our feet felt reluctant.

Cities before us,
more in between ...

... the forests of the dead.

There was no possible withdrawal ...

... behind the route was sealed.

In front of the white flag
of Eternity ...

... and God in every door.

Emily

Calm down, Emily, calm down.

- There is nothing we can do?
- I'll give him more chloroform.

Emily, Emily.

Emily

Calm down, Emily.

Emily, we are here.

Emily

Calm down, calm down

Yeah, now, Emily.

Emily, Emily.

Quiet.

Already.

Doctor.

Quiet.

My life closed twice
before its closure.

It remains to be seen ...

... if immortality will unveil me
a third event ...

... so huge,
so impossible to conceive ...

... like the two that happened to me.

The separation
is what we know about Heaven ...

... and what we need from Hell.

I say goodbye to the life I had ...

... and the world that I knew.

Kiss the hills for me
only once.

Now ...

... I can leave now.

Since I could not stand
for the death ...

... she had the kindness
to stop for me.

In the car we were alone
the two ...

... and immortality.

We move slowly,
she was not in a hurry ...

... and I had set aside my work
and my recreation ...

... for his civility.

We leave school behind ...

... in which the children fought
during recess.

We leave fields of grain behind
and pastures.

We leave the setting sun behind.

Better said ...

... he left us behind.

The dawn became shaky and cold.

My dress was just gauze ...

... my stole ...

... just tulle.

We stopped before a house
that looked like a bundle on earth.

The roof was barely visible ...

... the cornice, sunk in the ground.

Since then ...

... Centuries have passed ...

... and yet,
it seems shorter than the moment ...

... what I sensed
that the heads of the horses ...

... they were heading towards Eternity.

This is my letter to the world ...

... who never spoke to me ...

... of the news counted
by nature ...

... with tender majesty.

Your message commends ...

... at the hands I can not see.

For the love they have for him,
dear compatriots ...

... judge me ...

... with tenderness.

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