Really, it had been stupid to expect anything anyway. A few late nights does not a habit, or a relationship, make.

Relationships dont always make sense. Especially from the outside

Life is full of screwups. You're supposed to fail sometimes. It's a required part of the human existance.

Life shouldn't be about the either/or. We're capable of more than that, you know?

That first love. And the first one who breaks your heart. For me, they just happen to be the same person.

I wondered if emotions were like menstrual cycles, if you get enough women together. Give it time, and everyone was crying.

Oh darling, don't be bitter. It's the first instinct of the weak.

You couldn't just pick and choose at will when someone depended on you, or loved you. It wasn't like a light switch, easy to turn on or off. If you were in, you were in. Out, you were out.

Maybe we were all destined to just keep doing the same stupid things, over and over again, never really learning a single thing.

...You can't unlearn something, even if you want to. You know what you know.

When you don't know where you're going, maybe it wasn't such a bad thing to have more than you need.

Read over your compositions, and wherever you meet with a passage which you think is particularly fine, strike it out.

Instead of your life just disappearing or being wasted or spent, you are racing to make sure that it is being converted, making sure that it is being actually invested.

To resist the social pressure now put even on one's leisure time, requires a tougher upbringing and a more obstinate willfulness about going one's own way, than ever before.

Just my luck: My bloodthirsty killing machine was better with both kids and women than I was.

Patriotism demands the ability to feel shame as much as to feel pride.

Someone ought to do it, but why should I? Someone ought to do it, so why not I? Between these two sentences lie whole centuries of moral evolution.

When we use this word fun, it sort of bangs up the ordinary and the extraordinary altogether.

I wish I could manage to be glad! Only I never can remember the rule. You must be very happy, living in this wood, and being glad whenever you like!

In the city, I wake bolt upright in the small hours, convinced that intruders are marauding through our apartment despite Swiss bank-style security arrangements.

I hope we (Super Junior and E.L.F.) can be the one forever.