We all see what we want to see.
We are all acquaintances now
We don’t really communicate […]. We talk all right, talk in that strange language we’ve evolved for the purposes of avoiding communication. That non-language we’ve created. Perhaps it’s a sign that ci...
[...] but it's aw hate, hate, hate wi some punters, and whair does it git us likesay, man? Whair the fuck does it git us?
We tend to be rather murky little ponds, containing many layers of suspended dirt and grime and our greatest depths are stirred by the strangest of currents.
We wait and think and doubt and hate. How does it make you feel? The overwhelming feeling is rage. We hate ourself for being unable to be other than what we are. Unable to be better. We feel rage. The...
We were slowly, but irrevocably, coming apart.
We're all like the slaves in the fields now, putting on the front that says 'Everything's fine, boss' while we worry about how to make ends meet.
When I get home I take some sleeping pills and within what seemed like half an hour of unconsciousness it was Monday morning again.
When two people were in love you had to leave them to it. Especially when you weren't in love and wished that you were. That could embarrass. That could hurt.
When you hurt some cunt […] it’s you duty to enjoy it, otherwise you’ve done it for fuck all, it means nothing
Ამან ბეგბის ყურადღება თიშიკოდან მეთიზე გადაატანინა. მეთის ქებას უწყებს და რამე, ჩვენ კიდე ყველას ქვეშაჯვიებს და ყვერებს გვეძახის… მარა ჩვენში თუ რომელიმე ყვერია, ეგ ნაღდად მეთია, ძმაო. ეგ მეთი ყველაფე...
Why did I join the force? I repeat, - Oh I'd have to say that it was due to police oppression. I'd witnessed it within my own community and decided that it was something I wanted to be part of, I smil...
É, o mundo moderno tem um tipo de seleção natural e não tem jeito de eu me encaixar nessa história não. Os bichano tipo eu acabam tudo extinto.
With the gift of faith, we move on.
Without this kickstart to my day, I'd be lost. A day without a morning run is a day you fumble through, rather than one you attack.
Women give more than men; young people more than their elders; people who appear to be of the most modest means seem more generous than the affluent looking.
¿Hasta qué punto puede alguien conocer de verdad a cualquier otra persona?
You can only live in the world you ken. The rest is just wishful thinking or paranoia.
You can't lie to your soul.
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