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“Laugh and the world laughs with you. Weep and you weep alone”
#oldboy
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„Once upon a time there was a little prince who lived on a planet that was scarcely bigger than himself “
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“Choose handbags, choose high-heeled shoes, cashmere and silk, to make yourself feel what passes for happy. Choose Facebook, Twitter, Snapchat, Instagram and a thousand others ways to spew your bile across people you've never met. Choose updating your profile, tell the world what you had for breakfast and hope that someone, somewhere cares. Choose looking up old flames, desperate to believe that you don't look as bad as they do. Choose live-blogging, from your first wank 'til your last breath; human interaction reduced to nothing more than data. Choose unfulfilled promise and wishing you'd done it all differently. Choose never learning from your own mistakes. Choose watching history repeat itself. Choose the slow reconciliation towards what you can get, rather than what you always hoped for. Settle for less and keep a brave face on it. Choose disappointment and choose losing the ones you love, then as they fall from view, a piece of you dies with them until you can see that one day in the future, piece by piece, they will all be gone and there'll be nothing left of you to call alive or dead.”
Choose your future.Choose life.
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Whatever is on my mind, I say it as I feel it, I'm truthful to myself; I'm young and I'm old, I've been bought and I've been sold, so many times. I am hard-faced, I am gone. I am just like you.
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Three mounted kings on the hunt, who are met by three dead kings from whom maggots and worms escape. Each of them is assigned a banner. On the first dead man's banner is written: "Vos qui transitis nti meores rogo sitis" (You who are passing by, I beg you: Remember us), on the second: "Quod sumus hoc eritis" (What we are now, you shall become one day) and on the third: "Fuimus aliquando quod estis" (We were once what you are now). Above their heads one reads: "Heu qua(n)tus est noster dolor" (Oh, how great is our pain).
#kingdomofheaven
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“She never looked nice. She looked like art, and art wasn't supposed to look nice; it was supposed to make you feel something”
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