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For this moment nothing matters. Look up
into the stars and you're
gone.
(Chuck Palahniuk, Fight Club)
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The color
of her eyes were the color of insanity.
(Flogging Molly)
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There is no
truth. There is only you
and what you make the truth.
(Bright
Eyes)
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I'm not
alone cuz the TV's on. I'm not
crazy cuz I take the right pills
every day.
(Jimmy
Eat World)
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If I'm so
wonderful then why am I
so misunderstood? Everybody has a
reason for
it except me.
(Mindless
Self Indulgence)
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On a night
without the moon or stars you can't
see a thing, but you can imagine
anything.
(Chuck Palahniuk, Survivor)
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I have found
all that shimmers in this world
is sure to fade away again.
(Fuel)
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Just as a slow series of clicks when speeded up will lose
the definition of each individual click and gradually
take on the quality of a sustained and rising tone, so
a series of individual impressions here took on the quality
of a sustained emotion- and yet not an emotion.
If it was an emotion, it was a totally emotionless one. It was
hatred, implacable hatred. It was cold, not like
ice is cold, but like a wall is cold. It was impersonal,
not like a randomly flung fist in a crowd is impersonal, but
like a computer-issued parking summons is impersonal. And
it was deadly, again, not like a bullet or a knife
is deadly, but like a brick wall across an expressway is deadly.
And just as a rising tone will change in character and
take on harmonics as it rises, so again this emotionless emotion
seemed to rise to an unbearable if unheard scream
and suddenly seemed to be a scream of guilt and failure.
(The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy)
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Every cloud
has a smoky gray lining.
(Jane from Daria)
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"I am a rock,
I am an island...
and a rock feels no pain,
and an island never cries."
(A song)
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You're
beautiful, just not on the inside.
(Saves the
Day)
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Every
time I pin down what I think I want
it slips away.
(Weezer)
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It's only
after you've lost everything
that you're free to do anything.
(Fight
Club)
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In the sky
overhead, it's the same sun watching us
make the same mistakes over
and over. It's the same
blue sky after everything we've been through.
Nothing new. No surprises here.
(Chuck Palahniuk, Survivor)
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Its kind
of like walking out the
door to discover its a window.
(Conor Oberst)
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You are
not
a beautiful and unique snowflake.
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Everything
was beautiful, and nothing hurt.
(Kurt Vonnegut Jr., Slaughterhouse Five)
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