He wanted to live life in such a way that if a photograph were taken at random, it would be a cool photograph.
If you have to keep a secret it's because you shouldn't be doing it in the first place.
"So - whatever happened to you?"
"Life. Life happened."
"Life. Life happened."
And then some days you wake up and everything's perfect.
I think reality is overrated.
And of course there is always joy in witnessing the joy of others.
People change, no use getting sentimental about it. Move on, find someone else.
He's a better person when she's around, and isn't that what friends are for, to raise you up and keep you at your best?
Envy was just the tax you paid on success.
She was reaching the limits of how much it's possible to change a man.
"Live each day as if it's your last", that was the conventional advice, but really, who had the energy for that? What if it rained or you felt a bit glandy? It just wasn't practical. Better by far to simply try and be good and courageous and bold and to make a difference. Not change the world exactly, but the bit around you. Go out there with your passion and your electric typewriter and work hard at...something. Change lives through art maybe. Cherish your friends, stay true to your principles, live passionately and fully and well. Experience new things. Love and be loved, if you ever get the chance.
Welcome to the graveyard of ambition.
Emma
I love you Dex, I really do. I just don't like you anymore.
Emma
A tortilla is either corn or wheat. But a corn tortilla folded and filled is a taco, whereas a filled wheat tortilla is a burrito. Deep fry a burrito, it's a chimichanga. Toast a tortilla, it's a tostada. Roll it, it's an enchilada.
Emma
Dexter: "What rhymes with Dexter?"
Emma: "Prick. It's a half-rhyme."
Emma: "Prick. It's a half-rhyme."
Emma