"Ah, little lad, you're staring at my fingers. Would you like me to tell you the little story of right-hand/left-hand? The story of good and evil? H-A-T-E! It was with this left hand that old brother Cain struck the blow that laid his brother low. L-O-V-E! You see these fingers, dear hearts? These fingers has veins that run straight to the soul of man. The right hand, friends, the hand of love. Now watch, and I'll show you the story of life. Those fingers, dear hearts, is always a-warring and a-tugging, one agin t'other. Now watch 'em! Old brother left hand, left hand he's a fighting, and it looks like love's a goner. But wait a minute! Hot dog, love's a winning! Yessirree! It's love that's won, and old left hand hate is down for the count!"
-Robert Mitchum as Rev. Harry Powell (An amazingly unsettling performance.)
An antique rosary Alex bought me at Porta Portese in Roma. Alex haggled the price down from 8 euro to 5. :)
A hand-crafted tiny sheepish lamb creature from Via San Gregorio Armeno in Naples. It was sadly injured during it's trip to the Colosseum, and lost a foot. :(
Both Alex and I were given a piece of the Berlin Wall from a worker in the St. Thomas Church in the Kreuzberg district of Berlin. I offered to pay for it, but the man was very sweet and kept insisting in German for Alex and I to just take them.
A scrap of peeled paper with writing from the wall of Serge at 5 Rue de Verneuil, Paris.
And all these little things are kept in this small tin I bought from an old, charming Venetian man who was selling belongings from a boat along a canal as the sun was setting in Venice.
