sometimes i feel like i haven’t been to college yet and then i freak out because i did go, i’ve already been, and i loved it so much and it’s over and there are so many opportunities i didn’t take advantage of
"One moment I’m happy; next I’m miserable. I hate her for half an hour, then I’d give my whole life to be with her for ten minutes; all the time I don’t know what I feel, or why I feel it; it’s insanity, and yet it’s perfectly reasonable. Can you make any sense of it?"
Virginia Woolf, Night and Day
"So, little Amélie, your bones aren’t made of glass. You can take life’s knocks. If you let this chance go by, eventually, your heart will become as dry and brittle as my skeleton."
Raymond Dufayel, Amélie (2001)