Ingmar Bergman
"I understand, all right. The hopeless dream of being - not seeming, but being. At every waking moment, alert. The gulf between what you are with others and what you are alone. The vertigo and the constant hunger to be exposed, to be seen through, perhaps even wiped out. Every inflection and every gesture a lie, every smile a grimace.
Hayır, birşey söyleme. Özür dileme ya da başka birşey yapma. Ben, ben her iyi oluyorum dediğim sefer kapımda beliriyorsun. Seni bir daha görmeyeceğimi düşündüğüm her seferinde, sürekli bunu yapıp duruyorsun. Ben seni unutmaya çalışıyorum. Peki ya sen ne yapmaya çalışıyorsun? Bizden ne istiyorsun Dean?
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No, don't. Don't apologize or anything. It's just, it's just I get to this place -where I'm okay- and then you show up at my door. You keep doing that. Every time I think I'm gonna never see you again. I'm trying to get over you. What are you trying to do? What do you want from us Dean?
Supernatural
His tone becomes softer as he takes his hand off her chin and puts his hand on top of her head.
He pulls her head into his chest so that she has her head resting on him.
"Shhhh," he says, "You've fought enough. Let Konig take care of his doll.You are tired, but what you don't understand is that I'm your best option for safety. You have two choices. Either you become my doll and I protect you from this world and all the bad people out there, or you remain by yourself and I destroy you."
Endgame
I say to myself— sometimes, Clov, you must learn
to suffer better than that if you want them to weary of punishing you— one day. I say to myself—sometimes, Clov, you must be better than that if you want them to let you go—one day. But I feel too old, and too far, to form new habits. Good, it'll never end, I'll never go.
Then one day, suddenly, it ends, it changes, I don't understand, it dies, or it's me, I don't understand that either. I ask the words that remain— sleeping, waking, morning, evening. They have nothing to say.
I open the door of the cell and go. I am so bowed I only see my feet, if I open my eyes, and between my legs a little trail of black dust. I say to myself that the earth is extinguished, though I never saw it lit.
It's easy going.
When I fall I'll weep for happiness.
İyi Bayramlar
Pozitifliklerle dolu bir gün geçmesi dileğiyle
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Mika ~ Relax, Take it easy
Took a ride to the end of the lane
Where no one ever goes
Ended up on a broken train with nobody I know
But the pain and the longing's the same
When you're dyin'
Now I'm lost, and I'm screaming for help
Meditations
You take things don't control and define them as "good" or "bad." And so of course when the "bad" things happen, or the "good" ones don't, you blame the gods and feel hatred for the people responsible-or those you decide to make responsible.
Much of our bad behavior stems from trying to apply those criteria. If we limited "good and "bad" to our own actions, we'd have no call to challenge God, or to treat other people as enemies. 
Meditations
"In other words,don't just accept everything you hear as true. Question it,and see if it really makes sense or not. Don't be too confident about what you know -remember that your first thought might be wrong because they're from your lazy brain."