"Be soft. Do not let the world make you hard. Do not let the pain make you hate. Do not let the bitterness steal your sweetness. Take pride that even though the rest of the world may disagree, you still believe it to be a beautiful place."
-I Wrote This For You

"Be soft. Do not let the world make you hard. Do not let the pain make you hate. Do not let the bitterness steal your sweetness. Take pride that even though the rest of the world may disagree, you still believe it to be a beautiful place."

-I Wrote This For You

“I don’t believe in originality. You take inspiration from whatever moves you and you find your voice in those things.”
-Tim Walker

“I don’t believe in originality. You take inspiration from whatever moves you and you find your voice in those things.”

-Tim Walker

“Thomas Edison’s last words were ‘It’s very beautiful over there’. I  don’t know where there is, but I believe it’s somewhere, and I hope it’s  beautiful.”
-John Green, ‘Looking For Alaska’

“Thomas Edison’s last words were ‘It’s very beautiful over there’. I don’t know where there is, but I believe it’s somewhere, and I hope it’s beautiful.”

-John Green, ‘Looking For Alaska’

"I decided long ago never to walk in anyone’s shadow; if I fail, or if I succeed at least I did as I believe.”
-Whitney Houston

"I decided long ago never to walk in anyone’s shadow; if I fail, or if I succeed at least I did as I believe.

-Whitney Houston

"When I hold you Everything slows down When I know you Inside and out I want to show you There’s no such thing as time…”
-Elenowen, ‘No Such Thing As Time”

"When I hold you
Everything slows down
When I know you
Inside and out
I want to show you
There’s no such thing as time…”

-Elenowen, ‘No Such Thing As Time”

FAIRIES.
"The recognition of their existence will jolt the material twentieth  century mind out of its heavy ruts in the mud, and will make it admit  that there is a glamour and mystery to life. Having discovered this, the  world will not find it so difficult to accept that spiritual message  supported by physical facts which has already been put before it."
-Sir Arthur Conan Doyle

FAIRIES.

"The recognition of their existence will jolt the material twentieth century mind out of its heavy ruts in the mud, and will make it admit that there is a glamour and mystery to life. Having discovered this, the world will not find it so difficult to accept that spiritual message supported by physical facts which has already been put before it."

-Sir Arthur Conan Doyle

"Believe it or not, you make perfect sense to me. 
 I should hang. 
 I’m a hypocrite. 
 I ask for sincerity, and I lie. 
 I denounce the system as I embrace it. 
 I want money and power and prestige. 
 I want ratings and success. 
 I don’t give a damn about you or the world. That’s the truth. 
 For this, I could say I’m sorry, but I won’t. Why should I? 
 I mean, who the hell are you anyways, you audience? 
 You’re on me every night like a pack of wolves, 
 ‘cause you can’t stand facing what you are and what you’ve made. 
 Yes, the world is a terrible place. 
 Yes, cancer and garbage disposals will get you. 
 Yes, a war is coming. 
 Yes, the world is shot to hell, and you’re all goners. 
 Everything’s screwed up, and you like it that way, don’t you? 
 You’re fascinated by the gory details. 
 You’re mesmerized by your own fear. 
 You revel in floods, car accidents. 
 Unstoppable diseases. 
 You’re happiest when others are in pain. 
 That’s where I come in, isn’t it? 
 I’m here to lead you by the hands through the dark forest… 
 of your own hatred and anger and humiliation. 
 I’m providing a public service. 
 You’re so scared. 
 You’re like a little child under the covers. 
 You’re afraid of the bogeyman, but you can’t live without him. 
 Your fear, your own lives, have become your entertainment. 
 Next month, millions of people are gonna be listening to this show, 
 and you’ll have nothing to talk about! 
 Marvelous technology is at our disposal. 
 Instead of reaching up to new heights, we’re gonna see how far down we can go. 
 How deep into the muck we can immerse ourselves. 
 What do you wanna talk about, hmm? 
 Baseball scores? 
 Your pet? 
 Orgasms? 
 You’re pathetic. 
 I despise each and every one of you. 
 You got nothing, 
 absolutely nothing. 
 No brains, no power, no future. 
 No hope. 
 No God. 
 The only thing you believe in is me. 
 What are you if you don’t have me? 
 I’m not afraid, see? 
 I come in every night, make my case, make my point, say what I believe in! 
 I tell you what you are. I have to. I have no choice. 
 You frighten me. 
 I come here every night, tear into you, I abuse you, I insult you, 
 and you just keep coming back for more. 
 What’s wrong with you? Why do you keep calling? 
 I don’t wanna hear it anymore. Stop talking! 
 Go away! 
 You’re a bunch of yellow-bellied, spineless, bigoted, 
 quivering, drunken, insomniatic, 
 paranoid, disgusting, perverted, voyeuristic, little obscene phone callers. 
 That’s what you are. 
 Well, to hell with you. 
 I don’t need your fear and your stupidity. You don’t get it. 
 It’s wasted on you. 
 Burros before swine. 
 If one person out there had any idea… 
 of what I’m talking about…”
-Eric Bogosian, ‘Talk Radio’

"Believe it or not, you make perfect sense to me.

I should hang.

I’m a hypocrite.

I ask for sincerity, and I lie.

I denounce the system as I embrace it.

I want money and power and prestige.

I want ratings and success.

I don’t give a damn about you or the world. That’s the truth.

For this, I could say I’m sorry, but I won’t. Why should I?

I mean, who the hell are you anyways, you audience?

You’re on me every night like a pack of wolves,

‘cause you can’t stand facing what you are and what you’ve made.

Yes, the world is a terrible place.

Yes, cancer and garbage disposals will get you.

Yes, a war is coming.

Yes, the world is shot to hell, and you’re all goners.

Everything’s screwed up, and you like it that way, don’t you?

You’re fascinated by the gory details.

You’re mesmerized by your own fear.

You revel in floods, car accidents.

Unstoppable diseases.

You’re happiest when others are in pain.

That’s where I come in, isn’t it?

I’m here to lead you by the hands through the dark forest…

of your own hatred and anger and humiliation.

I’m providing a public service.

You’re so scared.

You’re like a little child under the covers.

You’re afraid of the bogeyman, but you can’t live without him.

Your fear, your own lives, have become your entertainment.

Next month, millions of people are gonna be listening to this show,

and you’ll have nothing to talk about!

Marvelous technology is at our disposal.

Instead of reaching up to new heights, we’re gonna see how far down we can go.

How deep into the muck we can immerse ourselves.

What do you wanna talk about, hmm?

Baseball scores?

Your pet?

Orgasms?

You’re pathetic.

I despise each and every one of you.

You got nothing,

absolutely nothing.

No brains, no power, no future.

No hope.

No God.

The only thing you believe in is me.

What are you if you don’t have me?

I’m not afraid, see?

I come in every night, make my case, make my point, say what I believe in!

I tell you what you are. I have to. I have no choice.

You frighten me.

I come here every night, tear into you, I abuse you, I insult you,

and you just keep coming back for more.

What’s wrong with you? Why do you keep calling?

I don’t wanna hear it anymore. Stop talking!

Go away!

You’re a bunch of yellow-bellied, spineless, bigoted,

quivering, drunken, insomniatic,

paranoid, disgusting, perverted, voyeuristic, little obscene phone callers.

That’s what you are.

Well, to hell with you.

I don’t need your fear and your stupidity. You don’t get it.

It’s wasted on you.

Burros before swine.

If one person out there had any idea…

of what I’m talking about…”

-Eric Bogosian, ‘Talk Radio’

“I don’t need you anymore! All my life you made believe I was only worth  what someone would pay for me! But Christian loves me. He loves me! He  loves me, Harold. And that is worth everything! We’re going away from  you, away from the Duke, away from the Moulin Rouge!”
-Satine (Moulin Rouge)

I don’t need you anymore! All my life you made believe I was only worth what someone would pay for me! But Christian loves me. He loves me! He loves me, Harold. And that is worth everything! We’re going away from you, away from the Duke, away from the Moulin Rouge!”

-Satine (Moulin Rouge)

"There is a Dutch saying, ‘Don’t fret; it will all turn out differently anyway.’ I believe that."
-Audrey Hepburn

"There is a Dutch saying, ‘Don’t fret; it will all turn out differently anyway.’ I believe that."

-Audrey Hepburn

"Who are you going to believe, me or your own eyes?”
-Groucho Marx

"Who are you going to believe, me or your own eyes?

-Groucho Marx