I couldn't even muster the enthusiasm to hate myself anymore.

Тo me, the future doesn’t seem real. It’s just this magical place where I can put my responsibilities so that I don’t have to be scared while hurtling toward failure at eight hundred miles per hour.

On a fundamental level, I am someone who would throw sand at children.

But when you're concerned that the miserable, boring wasteland in front of you might stretch all the way into forever, not knowing feels strangely hope-like.

YOU R sO bRUEtifUL...how R U so BRUTEfUL and good?

There I was, casually wishing that I could stop existing in the same way you'd want to leave an empty room or mute an unbearably repetitive noise.

And that's the most frustrating thing about depression. It isn't always something you can fight back against with hope. It isn't even something-it's nothing. And you can't combat nothing.

And finally - FINALLY - after a lifetime of feelings and anxiety and more feelings, I didn't have any feelings left. I had spent my last feeling being disappointed that I couldn't rent Jumanji.

-to me, the future doesn't seem real. It's just this magical place where I can put my responsibilities so that I don't have to be scared while hurtling toward failure at right hundred miles per hour.

You don't have to be a good person to feel like a good person, though. There's a loophole I found where I don't do good, helpful things, but I keep myself in a perpetual state of thinking I might.

The tragedy, however, is that you soon realize that the time you thought you had to fulfill the dreams had melted away before your very eyes.

How true is the saying that man was forced to invent work in order to escape the strain of having to think.

Myth: Bail-in plans would recapitalize big banks. Fact: big banks are far too insolvent to remotely be in a position for such restoration.

Manifest plainness Embrace simplicity Reduce selfishness Have few desires.

If there ever comes a day when the Saints interfere with the rights of others to live as they see fit, you can know with assurance that the Church is no longer led by a Prophet, but a mere man.

Films have degenerated to their original operation as carnival amusement - they offer not drama but thrills.

The Gospel net never breaks; whosoever will may come

Romances paint at full length people's wooing. But only give a bust of marriages.

The thing about the movie 'Navy SEALs' is that it was just such a waste. The script could've been shaped to be much better, and you just hate to see all that talent and passion go to waste.

If the soul be happily disposed, every thing becomes capable of affording entertainment, and distress will almost want a name.