We few, we happy few. We band of brothers. For he today who sheds his blood with me, shall be my brother.
Luck isn’t getting what you want. It’s surviving what you don’t want.
Your body isn’t you. Your soul is you. And they can never cut into your soul.
I’m just jealous, I’m just human, don’t judge me.
She’s like my name; I know there’s a time I didn’t have it, but I can’t actually feel what that was like.
I think that if I could fall asleep next to you every night, I’d never really be sad again.
There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle.