One of the many things I love about Portland and its surrounding sister cities are the public libraries. Beautiful buildings filled with interesting books and a wide variety individuals. They're great places to work, research, and above all, to go people watching. Sadly, however, as far as I can tell, there are no invisible angels in trench coats listening to people's thoughts, like there apparently are in Berlin's city library.
The clip above is from the fantastic film, Wings of Desire (Der Himmel über Berlin). It's brilliant and deliberately paced film of silent angels observing the soul of a city and its inhabitants.
Do you remember how, one morning, out of the savanna – its forehead smeared with grass – the biped appeared, our long-awaited image, and its first word was a shout: was it “Ach”, or “Ah” or “Oh”, or was it merely a groan? At last we were able to laugh for the first time. And through this man’s shout and the calls of his successor, we learned to speak.
~ The angel Cassiel, Der Himmel über Berlin