It’s like our time together is just ours.

It’s so weird. It’s like our time together is just ours.

It’s our own creation.

It must be like I’m in your dream, and you in mine.

And what’s so cool is that this whole evening,

all our time together, shouldn’t officially be happening.”

Amor es poner la vida a los pies del otro,

Mi felicidad, mi éxito era lo único que se oía. 

Amor es poner la vida a los pies del otro, 

y de eso son incapaces las personas de hoy en día...

Quiero recordar la última vez que fuimos felices

Meredith:

Si, casi muero hoy. Derek!, 

no puedo recordar nuestro último beso. 
Lo único en lo que pensaba era que iba a morir y
 no podía recordar la ultima vez que te besé. 
Es patético, pero quiero recordar la última vez que fuimos felices. 
No paro de intentar recordarlo y no puedo Derek, no soy capaz.

Shepherd:

Me alegro de que estés viva. 
Fue un jueves por la mañana. 
Llevabas esa camiseta de Darthmouth que te sienta tan bien, 
la que tiene un agujero. Te habías lavado el pelo y olía como a flores. 
Yo llegaba tarde a operar, dijiste que nos veríamos luego, 
te acercaste a mi, te apoyaste en mi pecho y... 
me besaste, un beso, rápido de los normales como 
si fuéramos a hacerlo a diario el resto de nuestra vida. 
Seguiste leyendo el periódico y yo me marché. 
Ese fue el último beso.

La verdad es dolorosa…

La verdad es dolorosa… 

En el fondo, nadie quiere escucharla, 

especialmente cuando afecta a lo más cercano. 

A veces decimos la verdad porque la verdad 

es todo lo que tenemos para dar… 

A veces, decimos la verdad porque necesitamos oírlo bien alto 

para oírnos a nosotros mismos… 

Y a veces, decimos la verdad porque no podemos más…

I have this planet of regret, sitting on my shoulders...

What happened was that, um,

I kind of got this arcane glimpse of the universe.

And the best thing that I can say about that is, uh… I don’t know.

I have this planet of regret, sitting on my shoulders.

And you have no idea how much I wish that

 I could go back to that morning after we made love,

and do everything different. But I know that I can’t. So.

 I thought that I would come here and tell you something.

 And what I wanted to tell you, is that I love you.

And uh I just wanted to make sure that that was clear,

so there wasn’t any confusion

I just wanted him to let go of me...

I didn’t hate him. I just wanted him to let go of me.

And now that he has, it hurts me more

than anything else in the whole world.

This is where we met... Right here.  

I just didn’t feel ready to like someone that much...

I felt like I had to get out of there because

I might really care about you.

And it scared me so much because 
that meant that you could hurt me.

Maybe I just didn’t feel ready to 
like someone that much. 

I associate you only with the good

You are part of my existence, part of myself.

You have been in every line I have ever read.

You have been in every prospect I have ever seen 

 on the river, on the sails of the ships, on the marshes,

in the clouds, in the light, in the darkness,

in the wind, in the woods, in the sea in the streets.

You have been the embodiment of every graceful

fancy that my mind has ever become accquainted with.

The stones of which the strongest London buildings

are made are not more real, or more impossible to be

displaced by your hands, than your presence and

influence have been to me, there and everywhere, and will be.

To the last hour of my life,

you cannot choose but remain part of my character,

part of the little good in me, part of the evil.

But in this separation, I associate you only with the good,

and I will faithfully hold you to that always,

for you must have done me far more good than harm.

Let me feel now what sharp distress I may

Understanding someone sharing something.

I believe if there’s any kind of God it wouldn’t be in any of us,

not you or me but just this little space in between.

If there’s any kind of magic in this world

it must be in the attempt of understanding

someone sharing something.

 I know, it’s almost impossible to succeed but who cares really?

 The answer must be in the attempt

Girl Anachronism

I'm a vindictive little bitch, truth be told.

Clem: My name's Clementine, by the way. 
Joel: I'm Joel.
Clem: Hi, Joel. Hey no jokes about my name.

Oh, no, you wouldn't do that.You're trying to be nice

Joel: I don't know any jokes about your name.
Clem: Huckleberry Hound.
Joel: I don't know what that means.
Clem: Huckleberry Hound? What are you, nuts? 
Joel: It's been suggested. 
Clem: Oh, my darlin', oh, my darlin' Oh, my darlin' Clementine
You were lost and gone forever dreadful sorry Clementine ...No?

Joel: I'm sorry. Just... It's a pretty name, though. It really is nice.
It's, uh...It means "merciful."Right? Clemency?
Clem: Although it hardly fits. I'm a vindictive little bitch, truth be told.

Joel: I wouldn't think that about you.
Clem: Why wouldn't you think that about me?
Joel: I don't know.I just...I don't know. I just, uh...You seem nice, so...
Clem: Oh, now I'm nice? Oh, God.

Don't you know any other adjectives?

I don't need "nice." I don't need myself to be it,

and I don't need anybody else to be it at me.
Joel:Okay.

Clem: Joel?, It's Joel, right?
Joel: Yes.
Clem: I'm sorry I yelled at you. I'm a little out of sorts today.

My embarrassing admission is, I really like that you're nice right now. I mean, I can't tell from one moment to the next what I'm gonna like, but right now...I'm glad you are.

If you ever leave me I will go with you...

To Love: I didn't ask you to stay. But you stayed.

I never asked you who you were Or what you wanted.

You were simply there.

What did you want from me, love?

Was I not stronger alone?

And did I ever need you? But stay a bit longer.

Not long until they stop asking how I am and I stop answering, "Fine."

Everyone can tell at a glance: You are here.

If you ever leave me I will go with you

Top five things I miss about Laura...

Top five things I miss about Laura.

1
Sense of humor. Very dry, but it can also be warm and forgiving. And she’s got one of the best all time laughs in the history of all time laughs, she laughs with her entire body.
2
She’s got character. Or at least she had character before the Ian nightmare.
3

I miss her smell, and the way she tastes. It’s a mystery of human chemistry and I don’t understand it, some people, as far as their senses are concerned, just feel like home. 4
I really dig how she walks around. It’s like she doesn’t care how she looks or what she projects and it’s not that she doesn’t care it’s just, she’s not affected I guess, and that gives her grace.
5
she does this thing in bed when she can’t get to sleep, she kinda half moans and then rubs her feet together an equal number of times… it just kills me.

Believe me, I mean, I could do a top five things about her that drive me crazy but it’s just your garden variety women you know, schizo stuff and that’s the kind of thing that got me here.

You need only the courage to follow your heart...

What and If are two words as non-threatening as words can be. But put them together side-by-side and they have the power to haunt you for the rest of your life: What if? What if? What if?

I don't know how your story ended but if what you felt then was true love, then it's never too late. If it was true then, why wouldn't it be true now? You need only the courage to follow your heart.

I don't know what a love like Juliet's feels like - love to leave loved ones for, love to cross oceans for but I'd like to believe if I ever were to feel it, that I will have the courage to seize it. And, Claire, if you didn't, I hope one day that you will

I think she's the saddest girl...

I think she's the saddest girl to ever hold a martini.