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"O homem nunca pode parar de sonhar. O sonho é o alimento da alma, como a comida é o alimento do corpo. Muitas vezes, em nossa existência, vemos nossos sonhos desfeitos e nossos desejos frustrados, mas é preciso continuar sonhando, senão nossa alma morre."
"O Bom Combate é aquele que é travado em nome de nossos sonhos. Quando eles explodem em nós com todo o seu vigor – na juventude – nós temos muita coragem, mas ainda não aprendemos a lutar. Depois de muito esforço, terminamos aprendendo a lutar, e então já não temos a mesma coragem para combater. Por causa disto, nos voltamos contra nós e combatemos a nós mesmos, e passamos a ser nosso pior inimigo. Dizemos que nossos sonhos eram infantis, difíceis de realizar, ou fruto de nosso desconhecimento das realidades da vida. Matamos nossos sonhos porque temos medo de combater o Bom Combate."
"Você já percebeu que os idiotas têm uma porção de amigos? É só uma observação."
“Quando se viaja em direção a um objetivo, é muito importante prestar atenção no caminho. O caminho é que sempre nos ensina a melhor maneira de chegar, e nos enriquece, enquanto o estamos cruzando. Comparando isto com uma relação sexual, eu diria que são as carícias preliminares que determinam a intensidade do orgasmo. Qualquer pessoa sabe disto."
"Eleanor estava certa. Não tinha boa aparência. Era como uma obra de arte, e arte não deve ter boa aparência, mas sim fazer a gente sentir alguma coisa."
"There's this family in Italy who never slept. They suffered from a genetic disease that kept them awake for months, until their bodies just shut down. Even after all these years, scientists still don't really know why we sleep. We just know we have to sleep. Because without it, we make poor decisions, we say things we shouldn't. And sometimes we see things that aren't there. Your body hurts, your brain becomes foggy, and you feel like you're trapped in a tunnel... when all you want is your bed. So... how do you keep going? How do you not just sit down and give up? Sometimes it's easy. Sometimes you play games in your head. You make up someone... someone good. Whatever you need... to keep you going."
"Não consigo me lembrar de uma só coisa que eu tenha visto em primeira mão que não ligasse imediatamente a um filme ou programa de TV. Um maldito comercial. Você conhece o medonho trinado do blasé: Jááá vi. Eu literalmente já vi tudo, e o pior, o que faz com que eu queira explodir meus miolos, é: a experiência de segunda mão é sempre melhor. A imagem é mais nítida, a visão é mais intensa, o ângulo da câmera e a trilha sonora manipulam minhas emoções de uma forma que a realidade já não consegue fazer. Não sei se a essa altura somos realmente humanos, aqueles de nós que são como a maioria de nós, que cresceram com a TV, filmes e agora internet. Quando somos traídos, sabemos quais palavras dizer; quando um ente querido morre, sabemos quais palavras dizer. Quando queremos bancar o fodão, o espertinho ou o idiota, sabemos quais palavras dizer. Todos trabalhamos a partir do mesmo roteiro gasto. É uma época difícil para ser uma pessoa, apenas uma pessoa real, de verdade, em vez da coleção de traços de personalidade escolhidos de uma interminável máquina automática de personagens."
"O barco está mais seguro quando está no porto; mas não foi para isto que foram construídos os barcos."
"Mas se alguém não crê nele, ele não deixa de existir, mas nem por isso a pessoa que não crê está errada."
"O que queríamos evitar no combate - a decepção e a derrota - passa a ser o único legado da nossa covardia."
"Para cada torturador há uma centena de pessoas prontas a arriscarem a vida a fim de salvar outra. Para cada soldado que atira num bairro há uma centena de compañeros que se ajudam e se protegem."
"Não existe bandeira grande o suficiente para cobrir a vergonha de matar pessoas inocentes."
"Acrescente a essa conversa mole sobre a guerra a obsessão de colocar os repórteres junto aos militares; o boicote a quase todas as vozes contra a guerra nos noticiários das emissoras; o ataque a jornalistas que mostraram ceticismo em relação à guerra, e será preciso fazer a seguinte pergunta: se nós tivéssemos mídia estatal nos Estados Unidos, faria diferença?"
"As pessoas que não são amadas acreditam ser virtualmente impossível amar."
"Ouvi dizer que os iraquianos precisam de uma nova Constituição. Por que não pegam a nossa? Nós não estamos usando."
"Tendemos todos ao erro, senhor; se este é o vosso caso, não há necessidade de desculpas adicionais.
"Perigo, o estímulo de toda mente grandiosa.
"Luke. Always forward. Forward... always."
"It's tense, and it's cold, and it's dangerous. It feels like defusing a bomb in a haunted house that's built in a minefield, and there are bears everywhere, and the bears have knives."
"All this stuff you're managing. You're not supposed to be managing it. You're supposed to be feeling it: grief, loss, pain. It is normal. It is. It is normal. It's not normal to you 'cause you've never done it. Instead of feeling it, feeling the grief and the pain, you've shoved it all down and you do drugs instead. Instead of moving through the pain, you run from it. Instead of dealing with being hurt and alone and afraid that this horrible, empty feeling is all there is, I run from it. I run off, and I sign up for another tour of active duty. We do these things. We run off, and we medicate. We do whatever it takes to cover it up and dull the sensation, but it's not normal. We're supposed to feel. We're supposed to love and hate and hurt and grieve and break and be destroyed and rebuild ourselves to be destroyed again. That is human. That is humanity. That's being alive. That's the point. That's the entire point. Don't avoid it. Don't extinguish it."
"I think I'm falling in love with Owen Hunt. And I'm really afraid that it's gonna destroy me." "It wouldn't be love if it didn't."
"You cannot be serious! These are dignified men and women. There are mobsters in Atlantic City." "Let's hope so."
"Boom. Then crash. The shattering of glass. Dive to the floor. Busting my ass. What the hell was that? It was all that I said. I could see the pool of blood. I seen my moms was dead. No emotion in the commotion. I wasn’t even sad. Not even when I learned the bullet was meant for my dad. Vietnam made pops crazy. He was already half-dead. So why couldn’t that have been him that got shot in the head? All the news that’s fit to print. Mama’s death went unreported. Not a whiff of word. They don’t care about us niggas is how my pops explained it. But I didn’t know I was a nigga until my dad proclaimed it. Six months later my pops was dead, too. Drug-related shots fired, his skin turned cold blue. On the news that night the president’s wife got a new hairdo. Newsguy said, I don’t like it, how about you? No word about my pops in the post or on CBS. Why was that, you ask? Take a fucking guess. And yeah, why is that? Is what politicians should be asking. But who’s got time for questions when you all skiing up on Aspen. Broads get gunshots to the head and all y’all getting swerving lessons up in Aspen. My mama was so lovely she would’ve made your head spin. Level the playing field and y’all would see who would really win. And yeah I got anger. But I don’t let it take me down. Because my mama taught me better and she holds me up when I fall down. Rest in peace, moms. Don’t worry about your son. Someday I’ll make you proud because, yeah, I am the one."
"I'm always happy, Stan. Sadness is for suckers."
"Don't let what he wants eclipse what you need. He's very dreamy, but he's not the sun. You are."
“Crê em ti; mas nem sempre duvides dos outros."
"Breathe, Dr. Yang. Don't be crass. You're skulking... Women of your generation are graceless. It's an affront to nature... Mediocre surgeons will see you and feel themselves wilting in your shadow. Do not shrink to console them... Do not look for friends here. You won't find them. None of these people have the capacity to understand you. They never will... If you're lucky, one day when you're old and shriveled like me, you will find a young doctor with little regard for anything but their craft. And you'll train them like I trained you. Until then, read a good book. You have greatness in you, Yang. Don't disappoint."
"O amor, ele é irracional porque se ele fosse irracional cê não amava tanto. Porque fode a sua vida."
"Se você sente compaixão por um pedinte largado nas calçadas da cidade, não se suicide."
"It's a cute baby, right?" "Its small features and oversized thighs trigger a hormonal response from humans. It's autonomic. It's what keeps us from eating them."
"Oh, screw beautiful. I'm brilliant. If you want to appease me, compliment my brain."
"There is no Frigate like a Book
To take us Lands away,
Nor any Coursers like a Page
Of prancing Poetry –
This Traverse may the poorest take
Without oppress of Toll –
How frugal is the Chariot
That bears a Human soul."
"A young Apollo, golden-haired,
Stands dreaming on the verge of strife,
Magnificently unprepared
For the long littleness of life."
"There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground,
And swallows circling with their shimmering sound;
And frogs in the pools singing at night,
And wild plum trees in tremulous white,
Robins will wear their feathery fire
Whistling their whims on a low fence-wire;
And not one will know of the war, not one
Will care at last when it is done.
Not one would mind, neither bird nor tree
If mankind perished utterly;
And Spring herself, when she woke at dawn,
Would scarcely know that we were gone."
"I wish I could trust you." "Trust my rage."
"If something burns your soul with purpose and desire, it's your duty to be reduced to ashes by it. Any other form of existence will be yet another dull book in the library of life."
"Somos todos parte do que nos lembramos. Guardamos em nós as esperanças e os medos daqueles que nos amam. Contanto que exista amor e lembrança, não existirá perda de fato."
"Talvez todos os Caçadores de Sombras tivessem um desejo de morrer, afinal."
"Acho que provavelmente vão colocar isso na minha lápide. 'Era Heterossexual e Tinha Expectativas Baixas'."
"Se quer barganhar com alguém, ofereça uma chance de vitória."
"Heróis nem sempre são os que vencem. Algumas vezes, são os que perdem. Mas eles continuam lutando, continuam voltando. Não desistem. É isso que faz deles heróis."
"Quem vigia os vigilantes?"
"It's just chilling, you know? Kicking it with somebody, talking, making mad stupid jokes. And, like, not even wanting to go to sleep, 'cause then you might be without 'em for a minute. And you don't want that."
"Doesn't matter how tough we are, trauma always leaves a scar. It follows us home, it changes our lives, trauma messes everybody up, but maybe that's the point. All the pain and the fear and the crap. Maybe going through all of that is what keeps us moving forward. It's what pushes us. Maybe we have to get a little messed up, before we can step up."
"I wished Izzie Stevens would die. I wished her dead every day, of every week, for I don't even know how long. I woke up every morning, wishing Izzie Stevens would die, and now... What kind of person wishes someone would die? What kind of doctor wishes, knowing how things happen. What kind of doctor wishes..." "Are you in here, right now, praying for Izzie to die?" "No. I'm praying for her to live."
"Sempre que estiver sozinho ou triste, tente ir para o sótão num dia lindo e olhar para fora. Não para as casas e os telhados, mas para o céu. Enquanto puder olhar sem medo para o céu, saberá que é puro por dentro, e encontrará a felicidade outra vez."
"But at the end of the day, the fact that we show up for each other, in spite of our differences, no matter what we believe, is reason enough to keep believing."
"I believe in love, and second chances."
"It's good to be scared. It means you still have something to lose."
"Às vezes um pato é só um pato!"
"Toda pessoas deveria ser aplaudidas de pé pelo menos uma vez na vida, porque todos nós vencemos o mundo."
"O universo cuida de todos os seus pássaros."
"Seus feitos são seus monumentos. (...) Esse preceito significa que deveríamos ser lembrados pelas coisas que fazemos. Elas importam mais do que tudo. Mais do que aquilo que dizemos ou do que nossa aparência. As coisas que fazemos sobrevivem a nós. São como os monumentos que as pessoas erguem em honra dos heróis depois que eles morrem. Como as pirâmides que os egípcios construíam para homenagear os faraós. Só que, em vez de pedra, são feitas das lembranças que as pessoas têm de você. Por isso nosos feitos são nossos monumentos. Construídos em memória em vez de pedra."
"Quando tiver que escolher entre estar certo e ser gentil, escolha ser gentil."
"There comes a point in your life when you're officially an adult. Suddenly you're old enough to vote, to drink and engage in other adult activities. Suddenly people expect you to be responsible, serious, a grown up. We get taller, we get older. But do we ever really grow up?... In some ways we grow up. We have families. We get married. Divorced. But for the most part, we still have the same problems that we had when we were 15. No matter how much we grow taller, grow older, we are still forever stumbling. Forever wondering. Forever young."
"An honest man here lies at rest
As e'er God with his image blest;
The friend of man, the friend of truth,
The friend of age, and guide of youth:
Few hearts like his, with virtue warm'd,
Few heads with knowledge so informed:
If there's another world, he lives in bliss;
If there is none, he made the best of this."
"You're my sister. You're my family. You're all I've got."
"George is the best. He's the best intern. He's a good doctor and he's a good person and whatever happened I just thought you should know that you raised a good person."
"We are a team. You're either part of a team or you play alone for the rest of your life."
"Human beings need a lot of things to feel alive. Family. Love. Sex. But we only need one thing... To actually be alive. We need a beating heart. When our heart is threatened... We respond in one of two ways. We either run... Or... We attack. There's a scientific term for this. Fight... Or flight. It's instinct. We can't control it. Or can we?"
"Ainda que eu falasse as línguas dos homens e dos anjos, se não tiver caridade, sou como o bronze que soa, ou como o címbalo que retine. Mesmo que eu tivesse o dom da profecia, e conhecesse todos os mistérios e toda a ciência; mesmo que tivesse toda a fé, a ponto de transportar montanhas, se não tiver caridade, não sou nada. Ainda que distribuísse todos os meus bens em sustento dos pobres, e ainda que entregasse o meu corpo para ser queimado, se não tiver caridade, de nada valeria! A caridade é paciente, a caridade é bondosa. Não tem inveja. A caridade não é orgulhosa. Não é arrogante. Nem escandalosa. Não busca os seus próprios interesses, não se irrita, não guarda rancor. Não se alegra com a injustiça, mas se rejubila com a verdade. Tudo desculpa, tudo crê, tudo espera, tudo suporta. [...] Por ora subsistem a fé, a esperança e a caridade. Porém, a maior delas é a caridade."
"I sat up one night. Middle of the night... and I knew I could do this. I still don’t know how I’m gonna do this but... I knew I could do it. You just have to know and when you don’t know then no one can fault you for it. You do what you can when you can, while you can. And when you can’t, you can’t."
"It sucks being a grown up, but the carousel never stops turning. You can't get off."
"Whoever said what you don't know can't hurt you was a complete and total moron. Because for most people I know, not knowing is the WORST feeling in the world."
"Aprendi uma coisa: você só conhece uma pessoa depois de uma briga. Só, então, é possível julgar o seu caráter!"
"I could quit, but here's the thing... I love the playing field."
"A couple hundred years ago Benjamin Franklin shared with the world the secret of his success. Never leave that 'til tomorrow, which you can do today. This is the man who discovered electricity; you'd think we'd pay more attention to what he had to say. I don't know why we put things off, but if I had to guess it has a lot to do with fear. Fear of failure, fear of pain, fear of rejection. Sometimes the fear if just of making a decision. Because... What if you're wrong? What if you make a mistake you can't undo? Whatever it is we're afraid of, one thing holds true: That by the time the pain of not doing the thing gets worse than the fear of doing it, it can feel like we're carrying around a giant tumor. And you thought I was speaking metaphorically... 'The early bird catches the worm.' 'A stitch in time saves nine.' 'He who hesitates is lost.' We can't pretend we haven't been told. We've all heard the proverbs, heard the philosophers, heard our grandparents warning us about wasted time; heard the damn poets urging us to seize the day. Still, sometimes we have to see for ourselves. We have to make our own mistakes. We have to learn our own lessons. We have to sweep today's possibility under tomorrow's rug until we can't anymore. Until we finally understand for ourselves what Benjamin Franklin meant. That knowing is better than wondering. That waking is better than sleeping. And that even the biggest failure, even the worst most intractable mistake, beats the hell out of not trying."
"I have tried so hard to do right."
"That's who you really like. The people you can think out loud in front of." "The people who've been in your secret hiding places." "The people you bite your thumb in front of."
"I don't think you can ever fill the empty space with the thing you lost. (...) I don't think your missing pieces ever fit inside you again once they go missing."
"I feel like, like, how you matter is defined by the things that matter to you. You matter as much as the things that matter to you do. And I got so backwards, trying to make myself matter to him. All this time, there were real things to care about: real, good people who care about me, and this place. It's so easy to get stuck. You just get caught in being something, being special or cool or whatever, to the point where you don't even know why you need it; you just think you do."
"I used to be an okay person, you know. But now I. Never. Do. Anything. For anybody. Except retards I don't even give a shit about."