things i totally dislike: -to many silly,stupid,annoying questions without meaning -walks(i don't really know why i just do) -cinnamon(scortisoara)...hate it -peanuts(alune ptr cativa dintre voi) -ciorba de burta :-&(sa nu o vad) -coffee...it's starting to grow on me:P -ppl telling me what to do when i don't need their help -everything that has to do with you:-? -sentimentul ca am pierdut ceva(ca nu sh unde e)...si te tot gandesti...daca lam pierdut?...dar unde sa il pierd?...ma scoate din sarite
* Calcat in picioare, viermele se chirceste. Asa-i cuminte. El reduce astfel din posibilitatea de a fi calcat din nou. In limbajul moralei:umilinta.
* Lumea "aparenta" e unica: lumea "adevarata" nu-i decat un adaos mincinos.
I'm drowning! I'm drowning here! I'm going down for the last time! I...I see my whole life flashing before my eyes! I see a weathered old farm house. And I white picket fence... I'm running through fields of alfalfa with my collie, Rex -- Rex, stop it! -- I see my mother, standing in the back porch in a worn but clean gingham gown. And she's calling out to me..."Alvin! Don't forget your chores! The wood needs a-cordin' and the cows need a-milkin'! Alvin! Alvin! Al--" Wait a minute, my name's not Alvin. That's not my life! I'm not a hillbilly, I grew up in the Bronx! Leo's taken everything, even my past!