October 9th, 2004

Oct. 9th, 2004

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"- I'm sorry. I'm sorry to doubt. I'm sorry I don't believe in this it's just that... It is so absurd.
- I would doubt it if I was you too."

"- I hate my human side... I hate it. I hate to show it to people. I hate to be weak. But I can't hyde it from you.
- It's always the best to say the truth. To be sincere. Even if it hurts."

"- You two look so much alike... So much. I get confused... I get paranoid and crazy.
- I have a connection with her, I guess. I feel a lot of things that she feels. Most people don't believe, but it's true. It really weird.
- I believe it. Though I had doubts, I have always believed this. You know that."

"Sometimes... I can feel exactly what she is feeling. So, when you are sad, and talk to me about it, I believe she senses too, and that's why she is always there at the right time."

"- I feel terrible when you cry over her, and I can't do a thing to help. If I could, I swear I would give her to you. But you are so far away. So far away. And there's nothing I can do about it.
- No one can do anything about it."

"- I don't want you to think I don't believe and trust in you anymore because of this. This was just a moment of weakness... I don't know why this happened, and I'm really sorry. I'm really sorry.
- It's Ok. I forgive you. It's your right to doubt something I say.
- But that not the point! The point is: I love you, I trust you and believe in you, so I shouldn't doubt it! I hate myself for it. I just feel like slicing my wrists everytime I think you are fooling me.
- I can't lie to you.
- I know you can't. That's why I wanna kill myself everytime I think you are lying. I'm such a pathetic looser."

"*sobs*
- I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm sorry I've ever doubted you. I'm sorry. I really... really believe you now.
- I forgive you. You don't have to apologize."

"- I have cut my arm.
- Why did you do it? You are not supossed to be hurt! If a single part of your body, a single hair, is injured, it is like I'm wounded too.
- I was weak... I'm sorry.
- Promise me you will never do this again.
- What?
- Promise me you will never cut yourself again. Injure yourself. I will look after you tomorrow. Promise me.
- I-I-I can't. I'm weak. Sometimes I will do this.
- I promised you. Please. I'm begging you.
- Don't beg...
- Please... Please...
- *deep breath* Ok. I promise.
- Thank you. God, now I know how you feel. I'm never going to make you have to pass trough this again.
- You almost killed the most precious thing in the world to me. That's why I got desperate.
- I'm sorry I ever tried to do it.
- It's all well now. Don't worry. It's in the past."

"I can't imagine my life without you. My year without you... Everything."

"- I'm sorry again for doubting. I'm sorry... I should never had...
- It's all ok now. Don't worry. It's in the past."

"- Thank you.
- For what?
- For forgiving me.
- I believe a person should only forgive if she really forgives. So, you don't have to thank me.
- But that's exactly why I thank you. I'm never doubting your word again.
- Never is a ver long time.
- No, it isn't. I swear. I believe in you. I really do."

"- Don't worry. I will never cut myself again. I promised. I'm tired. Now, I'm calm. I'm at peace. I have to sleep. I love you.
- I love you so much.
- Thank you. For everything.
- You don't have to thank me.
- Dream about me.
- You too.
- Bye.
- Bye."

"Watashi wa... Killer-chan... Daisuki."

You like bowling, don't you, Montag?

If you don't want a man unhappy politically, don't give him two sides to a question to worry him; give him one. Better yet, give him none. If the government is inefficient, topheavy, and tax-mad, better it be all those than that people worry over it. Peace, Montag. Give the people contests they win by remembering the words to more popular songs or the names of state capitals or how much corn Iowa grew last year. Cram them full of noncombustible data, chock them so damned full of 'facts' they feel stuffed, but absolutely 'brilliant' with information. Then they'll feel like they're thinking, they'll get a sense of motion without moving. And they'll be happy, because facts of that sort don't change. Don't give them any slippery stuff like philosophy or sociology to tie things up with. That way lies melancholy.

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