I've seen things you people wouldn't believe. Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion. I watched C-beams glitter in the dark near the Tannhäuser Gate. All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain. Time to die.
- Rutger Hauer
Get busy living or get busy dying.
- Stephen King
Hey, don’t knock masturbation. It’s sex with someone I love.
- Woody Allen
I never had any friends later on like the ones I had when I was 12 - Jesus, did you?
- Stephen King
It was Beauty killed the Beast.
- Edgar Wallace
Life is only on earth, and not for long.
- Lars von Trier
Oh, Jerry, don’t let’s ask for the moon. We have the stars.
- Bette Davis
Old age. It’s the only disease, Mr. Thompson, that you don’t look forward to being cured of.
- Herman J. Mankiewicz and Orson Welles
Remembering's dangerous. I find the past such a worrying, anxious place. "The Past Tense," I suppose you'd call it. Memory's so treacherous. One moment you're lost in a carnival of delights, with poignant childhood aromas, the flashing neon of puberty, all that sentimental candy-floss... the next, it leads you somewhere you don't want to go. Somewhere dark and cold, filled with the damp ambiguous shapes of things you'd hoped were forgotten. Memories can be vile, repulsive little brutes. Like children I suppose. But can we live without them? Memories are what our reason is based upon. If we can't face them, we deny reason itself! Although, why not? We aren't contractually tied down to rationality! There is no sanity clause! So when you find yourself locked onto an unpleasant train of thought, heading for the places in your past where the screaming is unbearable, remember there's always madness. Madness is the emergency exit you can just step outside, and close the door on all those dreadful things that happened. You can lock them away forever.