When you’re in love, you think you’re gonna be interlocked forever. Love’s all-encompassing when you’re in it, but really, you can’t trust anyone. Not even the people you love. Ultimately, we’re all alone.
What’s on the paper, that tells a story that we want to tell. But what’s not on the paper, that’s what people remember.
What does it take to destroy lives forever? 12 people. 12 ordinary, stupid, easily swayed, hard-of-thinking arseholes!
Those people who truly desire power are actually only trying to control one thing, themselves.
The young people aren’t the problem. We’re the solution.
The way I see it, there’s only three kinds of people in this world. Bad ones, ones you follow, and ones you need to protect.
Some people just need killing.
Some people are worth being crazy for.
Sir, with respect, when the people you trust the most are all on one side and you’re the only one on the other, what does that make you?
Secrets are better than love, because they kept people together.
People that can hurt you, the ones that can really hurt you, are the ones that are close enough to do it.
People remember allegations, not rebuttals.
