You can't do anything about what doesn't exist. In the end, humans have to settle for what's in front of them.
I mean, think about it. If someone pointed to a classmate of yours and asked you what they meant to you, how would you answer? What would you say?
Each person has his or her own way of having fun.
Brush my teeth and go to sleep at night. Wake up and eat breakfast in the morning. People do those everywhere. When I realized that everyone did all these things on a daily basis, everything started to feel so boring.
Time never comes back once it’s gone.
I thought that everyone in Japan had to be packed in there. So I turned to my dad and asked him,"Do you know how many people are here right now"? He said probably fifty thousand, since the stadium was full. I was only one little person in that big crowded stadium filled with people, and there were so many people there, but it was just a handful out of the entire population. Up till then, I always thought that I was, I don't know, kind of a special person. It was fun to be with my family. I had fun with my classmates. And the school that I was going to, it had just about the most interesting people anywhere. But that night, I realized it wasn't true. All the stuff we did during class that I thought was so fun and cool, was probably happening just like that in classes in other schools all over Japan. There was nothing special about my school at all.
It's amazing how much you kiss your own ass.
Problems that cannot be solved do not exist in this world.
Oh look at that. My tea has gone cold.
There's something wrong with people who seek reality in fiction.
Celebrating Mr. Jesus's birthday (Christmas) was fun, why don't we celebrate Buddha's and Muhammad's birthday next time?
The Santa that showed up at my Kindergarden Christmas festival? I knew he was fake. And I never saw Mommy kissing Santa Claus, either. But I have to say, even as a little kid I knew better to believe in some old man who worked only one day a year.
We believe that God exists. And he exists because we exist.
Actually... Ponytails turn me on... that ponytail you had back then, it looked so good it was criminal!
What else would I be here for? To illegally enter the premises, of course.
However, as always, this girl was thinking up all sorts of nonsensical stuff. I can't help but wonder if there's a black hole inside her head, since her common sense seems to come from a different universe altogether.
A localized, non-corrosive amalgamation of asynchronous space is independently occurring in restricted condition mode.
Does it hurt? Relish the taste, because it is going to be the last sensation you feel in this life.
Dreams start by believing. Have you ever realized how insignificant your existence is on the planet?