Well, We all waste time, important thing is when we decide to stop.

Watch out. The gap in the door... it's a separate reality.
The only me is me. Are you sure the only you is you?

If you are the voices in your head, then who is listening to them?

- Don't you hate that?
- What?
- Uncomfortable silences. Why do we feel it's necessary to yak about ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ in order to be comfortable?
- I don't know. That's a good question.
- That's when you know you've found somebody really special. When you can just shut the ♥♥♥♥ up for a minute and comfortably share silence...

(Pulp Fiction)

You know, sometimes I feel like I was born with a leak, and any goodness I started with just slowly spilled out of me, and now it's all gone. And I'll never get it back in me. It's too late. Life is a series of closing doors, isn't it?

That’s the problem with life, you either know what you want, and you don’t get what you want, or you get what you want, and you don’t know what you want.

The universe is a cruel, uncaring void. The key to being happy isn't a search for meaning. It's to keep yourself busy with unimportant nonsense, and eventually you'll be dead.

It’s not about being happy, that is the thing. I’m just trying to get through each day. I can’t keep asking myself ‘Am I happy?' It just makes me more miserable. I don’t know If I believe in it, real lasting happiness, All those perky, well-adjusted people you see in movies and TV shows ? I don’t think they exist.

Life is but an endless series of missed opportunities.