Carrie?

Podia ser a música dos saudosos Europe ou a Sissy Spacek de Brian De Palma. Podia ser a princesa Lea da Guerra das Estrelas ou a Trinity de Matrix. Mas não; tocou-me a Carrie de Nova Iorque. Só é pena não vir com Aidan de oferta...

Você até é muito descontraída e divertida, mas no que diz respeito às relações gosta de sentir compromisso e seriedade. Ainda pensa muito no passado e isso impede-a de andar para a frente. É inteligente mas deixa-se levar pelo coração...

Miranda: You haven't had a crush since Big. Carrie: Big wasn't a crush. He was a crash.

Carrie: One woman's Titanic is another woman's Love Boat.

Carrie: Maybe the past is like an anchor holding us back. Maybe, you have to let go of who you were to become who you will be.

Carrie: I am someone who is looking for love. Real love. Ridiculous, inconvenient, consuming, can't-live-without-each-other love.

Carrie: You do this every time! EVERY time! What? Do you have some sort of radar? "Carrie might be happy - it's time to sweep in and shit allover it?" Big: What? No, no, I came here to tell you something. I made a mistake. You and I... Carrie: You and I NOTHING! You can not do this to me again! You can not jerk me around! Big: Carrie, listen to me. It is different this time. Carrie: Oh, it's never different! It's six years of NEVER being different! This is it! I am done! Don't call me ever again! Forget you know my number! In fact, forget you know my name! And you can drive up this street all you want - because I don't live here any more!

M.