To fall up and to rise down

I come from the only known solar system with two twin planets, 

each with its own equal and opposite gravity. 

Now in our world it's possible to fall up and to rise down.

It just feels like something's missing.

I'm Eden, Eden Moore. 

Um, I had an accident when I was a teenager. 

Everything before that is gone. Sometimes things come back to me

 in dreams but I'm never sure if they're real or I'm making them up. 

It's frustrating, you know. I know that whatever's missing,

 it's in there, but it scares me. 

Mostly, it just feels like something's missing.

Sunday's my favorite day again.

The world will break your heart ten ways to Sunday. 

That's guaranteed. I can't begin to explain that. 

Or the craziness inside myself and everyone else. 

But guess what? Sunday's my favorite day again.

I think of what everyone did for me, and I feel like a very lucky guy.

We're in love...

We're in love. We just want to be

together. What's wrong with that?

That girl loves you she really really loves you.

Let me tell you, I know you don't want to listen to your father, I didn't listen to mine, and I am telling you you gotta pay attention this time. When life reaches out at a moment like this it's a sin if you don't reach back, I'm telling you its a sin if you don't reach back! It'll haunt you the rest of your days like a curse. You're facing a big challenge in your life right now at this very moment, right here. 

That girl loves you she really really loves you.

I don't know if Nicki ever did, but she sure as shit doesn't right now. 

So don't fuck this up.

I love you. I knew it the minute I met you.

The only way you can beat my crazy was by doing 

something crazy yourself. Thank you. 

I love you. I knew it the minute I met you. 

I'm sorry it took so long for me to catch up. I just got stuck.

Now let me tell you my story...

The universe, so full of wonders. 

I could spend hours and hours looking up at the sky. 

So many stars, so many mysteries. 

And there's one very special star that makes me

 think of one very special person. 

Now let me tell you my story.

You cured me of you.

Emma: I can't believe I'm actually here with you.

Dexter: Why? 

Emma: Remember at University, before we'd spoken, 

I had a crush on you.

 Ridiculous, I know. But, when we almost um...did it, that night, 

I couldn't believe that...that poems aren't everything.

 What have you got to say to that?

Dexter: Well, I already knew.

Emma: What do you mean you knew?

Dexter: Well, I sort of guessed. All those uh...epic letters and compilation tapes. 

So go on then, what happened?

Emma: I got to know you. You cured me of you.

Dexter: You know, I still like to read those poems. 

What rhymes with Dexter?

Emma: Prick. It's a half rhyme.

What is the difference between...

Customer: What is the difference between...
Emma: A tortilla is either corn or wheat, but a corn tortilla folded and filled is a taco, where as a filled wheat tortilla is a boretto. A deep fried boretto is a chimichanga. Toasted tortilla, it's a tostada, roll it, it's an enchilada.
Customer: Is there any chance you could repeat that?

Because it's the halves that halve you in half

I thought I understood it, that I could grasp it, but I didn't, not really. 

Only the smudgeness of it; the pink-slippered, all-containered, semi-precious eagerness of it. I didn't realize it would sometimes be more than whole, that the wholeness was a rather luxurious idea. 

Because it's the halves that halve you in half.

 I didn't know, don't know, about the in-between bits; 

the gory bits of you, and the gory bits of me.

I wanted to be loved because I was great...

I wanted to be loved because I was great; A big man. I'm nothing. Look at the glory around us; trees, birds. I lived in shame. I dishonored it all, and didn't notice the glory. I'm a foolish man.

Si quieres hacer reír a Dios...

Si quieres hacer reír a Dios 

cuéntale tus planes 

My name is Patrick Bateman

I live in the American Gardens Building on W. 81st Street on the 11th floor. My name is Patrick Bateman. I'm 27 years old. 

I believe in taking care of myself and a balanced diet and rigorous exercise routine. In the morning if my face is a little puffy I'll put on an ice pack while doing stomach crunches. I can do 1000 now. After I remove the ice pack I use a deep pore cleanser lotion. In the shower I use a water activated gel cleanser, then a honey almond body scrub, and on the face an exfoliating gel scrub. 

Then I apply an herb-mint facial mask which I leave on for 10 minutes while I prepare the rest of my routine. I always use an after shave lotion with little or no alcohol, because alcohol dries your face out and makes you look older. Then moisturizer, then an anti-aging eye balm followed by a final moisturizing protective lotion.

You want to know why I wrote that stupid book?

Jesse: I'm serious. I think I wrote it, in a way, to try to find you.

Celine: Okay, that's– I know that's not true, 

but that's sweet of you to say.

Jesse: I think it is true. 

What do you think were the chances of us ever meeting again?

Celine: After that December, I'd say almost zero. But we're not real anyway, right? We're just, uh, characters in that old lady's dream. She's on her deathbed, fantasizing about her youth. So of course we had to meet again.

Feeling lonely...

Even being alone it's better than sitting next to your lover and feeling lonely...