I finally understood what true love meant

I finally understood what true love meant...love meant that you care for another person's happiness more than your own, no matter how painful the choices you face might be

This is so bad it's almost good.

Rebecca: This is so bad it's almost good.
Enid: This is so bad it's gone past good and back to bad again.  

I'm in love with you...

 Sam: What are you doing? 

Andrew: Remember that idea I had, about working stuff out on my own, and then finding you once I worked stuff out? 

Sam: The ellipsis? 

Andrew: Yeah, the ellipsis, it's dumb. It's dumb. It's an awful idea. I'm not gonna do it, okay? Cause like you said, this is it. This is life. And I'm in love with you... I think that's the only thing I've ever really been sure of in my entire life. And I'm really messed up right now, and I got a whole lot of stuff I have to work out, but I don't want to waste any more of my life without you in it. And I think I can do this. I mean, I want to. I have to, right? 

Sam: Yeah. Yes! 

Andrew: So what do we do? What do we do?...

Do you like me?

Eli: Oskar...Do you like me?

Oskar: Yeah, a lot.
Eli: If I wasn't a girl... would you like me anyway?
Oskar:I suppose so. Why do you ask? 

I can't see it, I can't touch it. I can't feel it. I can hear it.

I can't see it, I can't touch it. I can't feel it. I can hear it. 

I can hear some words, but I can't do anything with your easy words...

Your's are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen .

Sat on the roof and I kicked off the moss and some of these verses, well they they've got me quite cross but the sun's been kind while I wrote this song It's for people like you that keep it turned on so excuse me forgetting but these things I do you see I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue the whole thing is what I really mean your's are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen .

 

you let the bad in with the good...

Sometimes when you open up to people 

you let the bad in with the good...

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we can't get out of our minds...

Everyone dates the demise of our neighbourhood from the suicides of the Lisbon girls. People saw their clairvoyance in the wiped-out elms, the harsh sunlight and the continuing decline of our auto industry.

Even then, as teenagers,we tried to put the pieces together. We still can't. Now whenever we run into each other at lunches or parties we find ourselves going over the evidence one more time.
All to understand those five girls, who, after all these years, we can't get out of our minds.

Cecilia, the youngest, was 13

And Lux was 14.

Bonnie was 15.

Mary was 16.

And Therese was 17.

No one could understand how Mrs Lisbon and Mr Lisbon, our math teacher,had produced such beautiful creatures.

Eternal Sunshine and Knocked Up!

 J’aime bien repérer le petit détail 

que personne ne verra jamais

I'd rather be lucky than good

The man who said "I'd rather be lucky than good" saw deeply into life. People are afraid to face how great a part of life is dependent on luck. It's scary to think so much is out of one's control. There are moments in a match when the ball hits the top of the net, and for a split second, it can either go forward or fall back. With a little luck, it goes forward, and you win. 

Or maybe it doesn't, and you lose.

L'Imaginarium du Docteur Parnassus

I see you here everyday...

Girl: How come you don't play during daytime? I see you here everyday.

Guy: During the daytime people would want to hear songs that they know, just songs that they recognize. I play these song at night or I wouldn't make any money. People wouldn't listen.

Girl: I listen.

Everything is illuminated in the light of the past

I have reflected many times upon our rigid search. It has shown me that everything is illuminated in the light of the past. It is always along the side of us, on the inside, looking out. Like you say, inside out. Jonathan, in this way, I will always be along the side of your life. And you will always be along the side of mine

No, man. True Love!

Sick Boy:

So what are you planning with your share, Spud?

Renton:

 Buy yourself that island in the sun?

Begbie:

For four fucking grand? One plam tree,
 a couple of rocks, and a sewage outflow.

Spud:

I don't know, maybe I'll buy something for my ma, 
and then buy some good speed, no bicarb like, 
then get a girl, take her out like, and treat her properly.


Begbie:

Shag her senseless.

Spud:

 No, man. True Love!