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- Jennie Appleton: I know we were meant to be together. The strands of our lives are woven together, and neither the world nor time can tear them apart.
- Jennie Appleton: There is no life, my darling, until you love and have been loved. And then there is no death.
- Jennie Appleton: I know we were meant to be together. The strands of our lives are woven together, and neither the world nor time can tear them apart.
- Jennie Appleton: [singing] Where I come from nobody knows and where I am going everything goes. The wind blows, the sea flows, nobody knows. And where I am going, nobody knows.
- Miss Spinney: Don't be soft, Matthews. I'm an old maid, and nobody knows more about love than an old maid.
- Narrator in prologue: Since time began man has looked into the awesome reaches of infinity and asked the eternal question: What is time? What is life? What is space? What is death? Through a hundred civilizations, philosophers and scientists have come together with answers, but the bewilderment remains... Science tells us that nothing ever dies but only changes, that time itself does not pass but curves around us, and that the past and the future are together at our side for ever. Out of the shadows of knowledge, and out of a painting that hung on a museum wall, comes our story, the truth of which lies not on our screen but in your hearts.
- Jennie Appleton: Eben... I want always just to sit and watch you paint.
- Eben Adams: Now that I've found the perfect model, I'll paint her again and again.
- Jennie Appleton: No, I - - I didn't mean that... I mean I want you to paint all the beautiful things in the world.
- Eben Adams: [smiles, holds her tight] You're the most beautiful thing in the world.
- Mrs. Jekes: I just can't understand a man fiddling away his time just painting things. Of course he did shovel some snow to pay part of last month's rent.
- Mrs. Bunce: Painting things? Women? Women in the...
- Mrs. Jekes: Mrs. Bunce, we agreed that he was a gentleman and gentleman just don't paint "women in the... "
- Mrs. Bunce: [flustered] No, of course not.
- Jennie Appleton: How beautiful the world is, Eben! The sun goes down in in the same lovely sky. Just as it did yesterday, and will tomorrow.
- Eben Adams: When is tomorrow, Jenny?
- Jennie Appleton: Does it matter? It's always. This was tomorrow once.
- Jennie Appleton: [to Eben] The strands of our lives are woven together. The world nor time can part us.
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