Breaking Bad


 Jesse: You know, I don't get it. Why would anyone paint a picture of a door, over and over again, like, dozens of times?

Jane: But it wasn't the same.

Jesse: Yeah, it was.

Jane: It was the same subject, but it was different every time. The light was different, her mood was different. She saw something new every time she painted it.

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