A Bit of Maudism

I saw Harold & Maude for the very first time about a week and a half ago. Its a movie that I'd imagine a person would either HATE or LOVE. For me - it stuck. It seems to be a sick, twisted, dark humor, laugh out loud, hysterically ridiculous, poignant, heart-wrenching, loving, brilliant reminder to live life, not just exist - LIVE! - with a big fat exclamation mark after it!

Maude: That little tree. It's in trouble. Come on. [They walk over to a tree growing through the sidewalk in front of a building]
Maude: Look at it, oh. It's suffocating. Well, it's the smog. You know, people can live with it, but trees — it gives them asthma. They can't breathe. The leaves, look, they’re turning all brown. Harold, we have got to do something about this life.
Harold: What?
Maude: We'll transplant it. To the forest.
Harold: You can't do that
Maude: Why not?
Harold: This is public property.
Maude: Well, exactly.

Harold: Maude.
Maude: Hmm?
Harold: Do you pray?
Maude: Pray? No. I communicate.
Harold: With God?
Maude: With Life.

Harold: This is real nice. Makes me want to do somersaults.
Maude: Well, why don't you?
Harold: I'd feel stupid.
Maude: Harold, everyone has the right to make an ass out of themselves. You just can't let the world judge you too much.