Death is what gives life meaning. To know your days are numbered. Your time is short.
When people talk to each other, they never say what they mean. They say something else, and you’re expected to just know what they mean.
Just because there’s not a war, doesn’t mean there’s peace.
Every mode of living has its own logic, its own meaning.
You’re no longer a myth. You’re starting to mean something.[to Arthur]
Esmarelda Villalobos: What is your name? Butch Coolidge: Butch. Esmarelda Villalobos: What does it mean? Butch Coolidge: I’m an American, honey. Our names don’t mean s***.
So what is age? Nothing means anything if you are actually in love.
Love means never having to say you’re sorry.
