(Source: thedoctorplusone)
Se há um Deus, que nos criou, então de uma certa forma somos artificiais aos seus olhos. Falamos besteiras, discutimos e brigamos entre nós. Depois nos separamos e morremos (…) Somos super inteligentes: sabemos construir bombas atômicas e foguetes para ir a lua. Mas nenhum de nós se pergunta de onde veio. A gente simplesmente se contenta em estar por aqui, dividindo com os outros este espaço.
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| — | Jostein Gaarder, “O dia do Curinga” |
End of Evangelion: Where is My Reality?
(Source: youtube.com)
I guess I could be pretty pissed off about what happened to me, but it’s hard to stay mad when there’s so much beauty in the world. Sometimes I feel like I’m seeing it all at once, and it’s too much. My heart fills up like a balloon that’s about to burst. And then I remember to relax, and stop trying to hold on to it, and then it flows through me like rain, and I can’t feel anything but gratitude for every single moment of my stupid little life. You have no idea what I’m talking about, I’m sure. But don’t worry. You will someday.
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| — | Lester Burnham, American Beauty (1999) |
