hopeless optimist.

i'm here. i love you.

i thought all those jokes about getting lost in ikea were just that: jokes. but here i am, lost in a maze of furniture and words i don't understand, eating lingonberry sauce.

well i'm not about to give up before i've even tried!

we're learning to love.

we are but fleeting visitors in this world. it is our duty to leave it better than we found it.

yeah, that's all cool and good, but you still haven't told me where i am yet.

if dangerous ideas didn’t excite the imagination, we would never wander astray.

i thought all those jokes about getting lost in ikea were just that: jokes. but here i am, lost in a maze of furniture and words i don't understand, eating lingonberry sauce.

you were not sent by god. god does not tempt, and you... you are too beautiful to be holy.

you never sounded farther away from me and i will take that balloon and stab the fuck out of it because WHO THE FUCK ACTS LIKE THIS OVER A BALLOON?!

it tastes like shit, but it reminds me of you, so whatever.

live a good long life. grow old and die after i do. and if you can, die laughing.

eat shit, asshole! fall off your horse.

'let's just say you may regret that second piece of cake.' oh my god. regret cake? whatever was about to happen must be truly evil.

i believe in love at first sight. fate, the universe, all of it. but not how you’re thinking. i don’t mean it in the 'our souls were split and you’re my other half forever and ever' sort of way. i just think you’re mean to meet some people.

it wasn't until i saw the tears in his eyes that i realized that i'd been more than just selfish. i'd been hurting him, and i never blinked an eye. i'd been beyond selfish. i'd been egocentric. i'd been cruel.

those who do not fear the sword they wield have no right to wield a sword at all.

there's no end to the hypocrisy of the human heart.

the curtain's closed, your act has ended. you played your role well, so you can stop pretending you're okay.

'course, that doesn't mean you're completely innocent or naive, just that you kept a certain tenderness in your heart. no matter the struggles or hardships you faced... you strived to do the right thing, you refused to hurt anyone.

don't worry... it's just a little blood. it's just a little blood, see? i'm okay.

so how about we become monsters together? and turn this world upside down? so that... nothing bad... or sad... would remain. destroy, destroy, destroy it all!

you were not sent by god. god does not tempt, and you... you are too beautiful to be holy.

i want to sing like the birds sing, not caring about who hears or what they think.

when you’re going to change the world, don’t ask for permission.

i don't believe in evil anymore, because i realized how terrible it would be for 'evil' to exist. it's easier to believe in darkness, but i'd prefer to think good people just do bad things.

they don't dream about tomorrow. they don't wish for anything from the future. in which case, somebody's gotta show 'em what it means to hope! to wish! no, scratch that! not 'somebody!' it's gotta be ME!!!

peace grants men the illusion of life. shackled by falsehoods, they yearn for love, unaware of its grand illusion.

there's a sunrise and a sunset every single day, and they're absolutely free. don't miss so many of them.

right. you are a great partner. we'll be together forever, won't we?