• When did the future switch from being a promise to being a threat?
• I don't want to repeat my innocence. I want the pleasure of losing it again. (f. scott fitzgerald)
• Action is character. (f. scott fitzgerald)
• A great social success is a pretty girl who plays her cards as carefully as if she were plain. (f. scott fitzgerald)
• Either you think, or else others have to think for you and take power from you, pervert and discipline your natural tastes, civilize and sterilize you. (f. scott fitzgerald)
• Forgotten is forgiven. (f. scott fitzgerald)
• I like people and I like them to like me, but I wear my heart where God put it, on the inside. (f. scott fitzgerald)
• It's not a slam at you when people are rude, it's a slam at the people they've met before. (f. scott fitzgerald)
• Cowards die many times before their deaths; The valiant never taste of death but once. (shakespeare - julius caesar)
• I burn, I pine, I perish (shakespeare - taming of the shrew)
• I feel within me a peace above all earthly dignities, a still and quiet conscience. (shakespeare - henry viii)
• The agents of evil often tell us part of the truth in order to lead us to our destruction. They earn our trust by telling us the truth about little things, but then they betray us when it will damage us the most. (shakespeare - macbeth) - to win us to our harm, the instruments of darkness tell us truths, win us with honest trifles, to betray ’s In deepest consequence.
• nothing is but what is not. (shakespeare - macbeth)
• Stars, hide your fires; let not light see my black and deep desires. (shakespeare - macbeth)
• in the totality of all things, of course, our petty agony is stupid and vain, but I feel that our dreams were not (bukowski)
• So we drove on toward death through the cooling twilight. (great gatsby)
• To be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you everybody else means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight; and never stop fighting. (e.e. cummings)
• Isn’t it funny how you can ache just from the deadly drone of existence? (Bukowski)
• We are not special. We are not crap or trash, either. We just are. We just are, and what happens just happens. (Palahniuk)
• They say that nothing is wasted either that or it all is (Bukowski)
• what's past is prologue (shakespeare)
• I think there's just one kind of folks. Folks.
• [Atticus told me to] delete the adjectives and I’d have the facts.
• The one thing that doesn't abide by majority rule is a person's conscience.
• I like people too much or not at all. I’ve got to go down deep, to fall into people, to really know them. (Sylvia Plath)
• The fault, (dear Brutus,) is not in our stars,/ But in ourselves, that we are underlings.
• I felt like destroying something beautiful.
• Buy the ticket, take the ride.
• It's dark there, but full of diamonds. (death of a Salesman)
• If you let yourself love a wild thing you'll end up looking at the sky.
• Anyone who ever gave you confidence, you owe them a lot.
• Nothing is wasted. Either that, or it all is.
• This above all; to thine own self be true.
• This above all: to thine own self be true,/And it must follow, as the night the day,/Thou cans't not be false to any man.
• O constancy, be strong upon my side.
• My heart laments that virtue cannot live out of the teeth of emulation.
• The future is just wasted on some people.
• I know the night is not the same as the day: that all things are different, that the things of the night cannot be explained in the day, because they do not then exist, and the night can be a dreadful time for lonely people once their loneliness has started. (Ernest Hemingway)
• What does God want? Does God want goodness or the choice of goodness? Is a man who chooses the bad perhaps in some way better than a man who has the good imposed upon him? (A Clockwork Orange)
• At eighteen our convictions are hills from which we look; at forty-five they are caves in which we hide. (F. Scott F.)
• Pleasure cannot be bargained down. (eat pray love)
• I'm right, in raving unrequited
• There is no real way to deal with everything we lose (Joan Didion)
• Sometimes I feel so - I don’t know - lonely. The kind of helpless feeling when everything you’re used to has been ripped away. Like there’s no more gravity, and I’m left to drift in outer space with no idea where I’m going. (Haruki Murakami)
• how is it possible to feel nostalgia for a world I never knew? (Che Guevara)
• Now I am quietly waiting for the catastrophe of my personality to seem beautiful again (frank o'hara)
• And even if somebody else has it much worse, that doesn’t really change the fact that you have what you have (Stephen Chbosky)
• Nothing will come of nothing. (shakespeare, king lear)
• You pay a great deal too dear for what's given freely. (shakespeare, the winter's tale)
• The common curse of mankind - folly and ignorance (shakespeare, Troilus and Cressida)
• Nature teaches beasts to know their friends (shakespeare, coriolanus)
• We are here to laugh at the odds and live our lives so well that Death will tremble to take us. (Bukowski)
• We know what we are, but know not what we may become. (Shakespeare)
• we are such stuff as dreams are made on (Shakespeare - temptest)
• were all spirits and are melted into air, into thin air;

and, like the baseless fabric of this vision, the cloud capped towers, the gorgeous palaces, the solemn temples, the great globe itself, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, and, like this insubstantial pageant faded, leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff as dreams are made on, and our little life is rounded with a sleep (shakespeare)

• this heavy act with heavy heart relate (shakespeare - othello)
• So slippery that the fear's as bad as falling (shakespeare - cymbeline)
• tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms further (f. scott fitzgerald)
• you can die now as people were meant to die: great, victorious, hearing the music, being the music, roaring, roaring, roaring (bukowski - splash)
• I love you to pieces, distraction, etc. (jd salinger - franny and zooey)
• She was not one for emptying her face of expression (jd salinger - franny and zooey)
• I talk in a daze, I walk in a maze, I cannot get out (nabokov - lolita)
• Today is only one day in all the days that will ever be. But what will happen in all the other days that ever come can depend on what you do today (hemingway - for whom the bell tolls)
• i am asked to hide my viewpoint from them for fear of their fear (bukowski - be kind)
• When I was a child I was an orphan and too ugly to be adopted. Now I am too beautiful to be set free. (Vincent Bugliosi - Helter Skelter)
• desire just cheats you. It’s like a sunbeam skipping here and there about a room. (f. scott fitzgerald - the beautiful and the damned)
• You used to want to create things, now you seem to want to smash them up. (f. scott fitzgerald - tender is the night)
• I know myself, but that is all (f. scott fitzgerald - this side of paradise)
• There is no confusion like the confusion of a simple mind. (f. scott fitzgerald - the great gatsby)
• i can resist everything except temptation (oscar wilde - lady windmere's fan)
• I go because I sit in judgement on every poor, ulcerous bastard I know. Which in itself doesn't bother me too much. At least, I judge, and I know that I'll pay like hell for any judgement I mete out, sooner or later, one way or another. That doesn't bother me so much. (j.d. salinger - franny and zooey)
• We've got wild child complexes. We've never really gotten off the goddamn air. Not one of us. We don't talk, we hold forth. We don't converse, we expound. (j.d. salinger - franny and zooey)
• We're always such morons to get so sidetracked. Always, always, always referring every goddamn thing that happens right back to our lousy little egos. (j.d. salinger - franny and zooey)
• Tactless! Never. Outspoken, yes. High-spirited, yes. Mettlesome. Sanguine, perhaps, to a fault. (j.d. salinger - franny and zooey)
• You try what little patience I was born with. (j.d. salinger - franny and zooey)