Tuesday, November 16, 2010

As I have implied, one is not a concept I understand. When I smoked I smoked three packs a day, when I drank, well, let’s not get into that. If your psyche is a balloon animal and you squeeze to eliminate the cigarettes and whiskey, the crazy has to go somewhere. A friend’s mother ate nothing but clams for six months. Morning, noon, and night, nothing but clams. ‘I don’t know what it is—I can’t seem to get enough of them,’ she told her son. He shakes his head, but I understand. I eat nothing but broccoli for a month, then yogurt for six days, then (for one glorious week) lamb chops. One day I roasted a chicken and had seven chicken sandwiches before nightfall. If I like something, I like it a lot. Just one doesn’t cut it. I don’t know what it is I can’t get enough of.

Sunday, November 14, 2010

I regretted not joining in the business and failing together with you.

Friday, November 12, 2010

I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

只要你开心就好, 我只是你生命的配角色 娱乐过你也骄欧。就算是配角,我也要当你的最佳男配角。

Sunday, November 07, 2010

It was love at first sight, at last sight, at ever and ever sight.

Friday, November 05, 2010

Love is that condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own.

Saturday, October 30, 2010

How far you go in life depends on your being tender with the young, compassionate with the aged, sympathetic with the striving, and tolerant of the weak and the strong—because someday you will have been all of these.

Thursday, October 28, 2010

When the first baby laughed for the first time, the laugh broke into a thousand pieces and they all went skipping about, and that was the beginning of fairies. And now when every new baby is born its first laugh becomes a fairy.

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Some good movies that I have watched this month..
Eat.Pray.Love
Takers
Life As We Know It

Monday, October 25, 2010

You know, when I was in love, I was always inventing things. A whole array of tricks, illusions and optical effects to amuse my lady friend. I think she’d had enough of my inventions by the end… I wanted to create a voyage to the moon just for her, but what I should have given her was a real journey on earth.

Thursday, October 21, 2010

There is no life I know to compare with pure imagination. Living there, you’ll be free if you truly wish to be. If you want to view paradise, simply look around and view it.

Monday, October 18, 2010

There are few people whom I really love, and still fewer of whom I think well. The more I see of the world, the more am I dissatisfied with it; and every day confirms my belief of the inconsistency of all human characters, and of the little dependence that can be placed on the appearance of merit or sense.

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

His heart felt dangerously full, for the first time in years. That dried-up battered organ, suddenly flush with love. It could kill him.

Monday, October 11, 2010

It’s easy to have a secret, sometimes it’s even fun, until reality starts to creep into it and then the secret seeps into your real life. That’s when people get hurt, that’s when you have to make choices. It’s not even that one choice is right while the other is wrong but that eventually you have to find a way to sleep at night.

Sunday, October 03, 2010

Men always want to be a woman’s first love. That is their clumsy vanity. We women have a more subtle instinct about things. What we like is to be a man’s last romance.

Thursday, September 30, 2010

We see the things we want to see along with what we want others to see about us. In an age where we curate our lives digitally, choosing the things we present on Facebook, blogs, Twitter, countless other networks, can we ever know the truth about someone? Aren’t we all choosing the most flattering versions of ourselves to represent us? We untag unflattering photos, don’t share the more embarrassing or uglier details of our lives, and pick and choose what we present.

Monday, September 20, 2010

I'm happy becos I know you are, not for anything else.

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

"How does one become a butterfly? They have to want to learn to fly so much that you are willing to give up being a caterpillar."

"Me? I’m scared of everything. I’m scared of what I saw, I’m scared of what I did, of who I am, and most of all I’m scared of walking out of this room and never feeling the rest of my whole life the way I feel when I’m with you."

Sunday, August 15, 2010

"Memory is a giggling sprite and will not be tamed. She takes flight the moment the present becomes the past."

— Real Live Preacher