Your new life is going to cost you your old one. It's going to cost you your comfort zone and your sense of direction. It's going to cost you relationships and friends. It's going to cost you being liked and understood. It doesn't matter. The people who are meant for you are going to meet you on the…
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Quotes tagged ‘Deep Thoughts’
I am constantly torn between killing myself and killing everyone around me.
The universe is just out here giving like zero fucks.
I never really thought about how when I look at the moon, it's the same moon as Shakespeare and Marie Antoinette and George Washington and Cleopatra looked at.
[in an Amsterdam hash bar] The only reason we die, is because we accept death as an inevitability.
— Daniel Palladino, Stewie Griffin, Seth MacFarlane, imdb.com
You think you're the painter, but you're the canvas.
If you ever drop your keys into a river of molten lava, let 'em go, because man, they're gone.
Today I will be the man my father tried to be. I will make you proud.
— Chris Collins, Kurt Sutter, Jax Teller, Charlie Hunnam, imdb.com
You reach an age where you realize that being a man isn't about respect or strength, it's about being aware of all the things you touch.
— Chris Collins, Kurt Sutter, Jax Teller, Charlie Hunnam, imdb.com
I buried my best friend three days ago. As cliché as this sounds, I left a part of me in that box.
— Regina Corrado, Kurt Sutter, Jax Teller, Charlie Hunnam, imdb.com
It's hard not to hate. People. Things. Institutions. When they break your spirit and take pleasure in watching you bleed. Hate... is the only feeling that makes sense.
— Regina Corrado, Kurt Sutter, Jax Teller, Charlie Hunnam, imdb.com
Every day is a new box, boys. You open it, you take a look at what's inside. You're the one who determines if it's a gift... or a coffin.
— Regina Corrado, Kurt Sutter, Jax Teller, Charlie Hunnam, imdb.com
People don’t always want to be with people. It gets tiring.
Take away this mask of flesh and bone and see me for my soul alone.
You have been the last dream of my soul.
You disappear so completely into your head sometimes…I wish I could follow you.
The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven.
Do you know how hard it is to say nothing? When every atom of you strains to do the opposite?
I probably still haven’t completely adapted to the world. I don’t know, I feel like this isn’t the real world. The people, the scene: they just don’t seem real to me.
I loved to sleep with the window open. Rainy nights were the best of all: I would open the window and put my head on the pillow and close my eyes and feel the wind on my face and listen to the trees sway and creak.