Before sunrise before sunset

Isn't everything we do in life a way to be loved a little more?

 There are so many things I want to do, but I end up doing not much.

 Memories are wonderful things, if you don't have to deal with the past.

 I'm designed to feel slightly dissatisfied!

 I have this idea of my best self, and I wanted to pursue that even if it might have been overriding my honest self.

  I don't have any permanent place here. You know, in eternity, or whatever. And the more I think that, I can't go through life saying that this is no big deal. I mean, this is it! This is actually happening. What do you think is interesting, what do you think is funny, what do you think is important? You know, every day is our last.

 I see it in the people that do the real work, and what's sad in a way is that the people that are the most giving, hardworking, and capable of making this world better, usually don't have the ego and ambition to be a leader.

 You realize that most of the people that you meet are trying to get somewhere better, they're trying to make a little bit more cash, trying to get a little more respect, have more people admire them. It's just exhausting.

 You can never replace anyone because everyone is made up of such beautiful specific details.

  I was having this awful nightmare that I was 32. And then I woke up and I was 23. So relieved. And then I woke up for real, and I was 32.

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