“I look at you all see the love there that’s sleeping while my guitar gently weeps. I look at the floor and I see it needs sweeping, still my guitar gently weeps.

I don’t know why nobody told you how to unfold your love. I don’t know how someone controled you, they bought and sold you.”

“Since the dawn of recorded history, something like 110 billion human beings have been born into this world. And not a single one of them made it.

There are 6.8 billion people on the planet. Roughly 60 million of them die every year. 60 million people! That comes out to about 160,000 per day.  

I read this quote once when I was a kid: “We live alone, we die alone.  Everything else is just an illusion. ” It used to keep me up at night.  

We all die alone.  So, why am I supposed to spend my life working, sweating, struggling?… for an illusion? Because no amount of friends, no girl, no assignments about conjugating the pluperfect or determining the square root of the hypotenuse is gonna help me avoid my fate.

I have better things to do with my time.”

(The Art of Getting by)

And then you realize you’re just like everybody else. You deny it; you say you do not want it; you even start thinking you do not need it; but deep inside, you find yourself idealizing an entire life story escaping from your lonesome soul that dwells in a world inhabited by creatures who constantly force to find true love. 

“Não vejo nada o que eu vejo não me agrada; não ouço nada, o que eu ouço não diz nada. Perdi a conta das pérolas e porcos que eu cruzei pela estrada[…] Tu me encontrastes de mãos vazias e eu te encontrei na contra-mão na hora exata na encruzilhada.”

“Coffee is the fuel of the modern world, so go grab a cup guilt-free and get working smarter and faster.”

‘Cause we’re always in need of coffee…

Sometimes you just gotta look for beauty and pay attention to the little things even when the big ones seem to outshine and call you; otherwise you’re gonna go nuts and, after that, it will get harder and harder to bring you up again because sorrow always calls for more and more sorrow… so, everytime you feel like things are going down the drain, get up, open up your window, wear the biggest smile you’ve got and sing out loud that “there is beauty in the world, so much beauty in the world, always beauty in the world, so much beauty in the world. Shake your booty boys and girls for the beauty in the world, pick your diamond, pick your pearl; there is beauty in the world”

“Did you see the frightened ones? Did you hear the falling bombs? Did you ever wonder why we had to run for shelter when the promise of a brave new world unfurled beneath a clear blue sky? (…) Goodbye blue sky, goodbye.”

“It’s strange how knowledge changes perception.”

(Dear John)

“Nothing is real and nothing to get hung about, strawberry fields forever.”

When is this forever going to end? When are people going to realize no pouring rain of blood is necessary for living in the highest spot of a ‘pyramid’ (that seems to exist and be the cause of all conflicts) if you’re the only one who can place you above and below? When will everyone finally get that this hierarchy does not really matter at all?!

Frustrating! It’s sad that people always look at the negative side of everything and misinterpret it when what was really supposed to be read from the picture is that you can always make better things if you want to; and that everything you do can be done a little differently, but not that your whole life was wasted for the few stuff you haven’t finished “doing” yet.

Cause we all are. Like it or not, we’re always dreaming about the same stuff we’ve always dreamt and we don’t even realize this has already happened hundred of times before in its own way and then when we “lose” it (‘cause obviously nothing can last forever), we start wishing, dreaming and praying over and over again for a better thing that, in fact, is exactly the same old thing we’re used to asking for.

“There are days every now and again I pretend I’m okay, but that’s not what gets me. What hurts the most was being so close and having so much to say and watching you walk away. And never knowing what could’ve been and not seeing that loving you is what I was trying to do.”

There will always be special places, special times in your life and special people who shared ‘em with you. But there will always be wrong places, wrong times and wrong people who crossed your way making you wish all these things had never happened.

“The moon is a ball of magic that reminds us each day has the potential for beauty”

(The Perfect Man)