The dark side of my twisty mind

"When do you throw in the towel? Admit a lost cause is sometimes just that? There comes a point where it all becomes too much. When we get too tired to fight anymore, so we give up. That’s when the real work begins. To find hope where there seems to be absolutely none at all."
-Grey’s Anatomy 8x13

"It’s like you’re screaming, and no one can hear. You almost feel ashamed that someone could be that important and that without them you feel like nothing. No one will ever understand how much it hurts. You feel hopeless, like nothing can save you. And when it’s over and it’s gone, you almost wish that you could have all that bad stuff back, so that you could have the good."
-Rihanna - We found love

Lexie: What? They're gonna be together for a few more books and than she's gonna choose Alexander?

Writer: Yeah, probably.

L: What is wrong with you?? Why do you hate Nathan so much?

W: I don't hate Nathan. I love him. Probably as much as you apparently do. He's kind and funny...and incredibly honest. It's Kate. She doesn't love him.

L: She should.

W: I know.

L: It's not fair.

W: I know. But it makes for a really, really good read.

Here’s to the crazy ones.

The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square holes. The ones who see things differently.

They’re not fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status quo.You can praise them, disagree with them, quote them, disbelieve them, glorify or vilify them.

About the only thing you can’t do is ignore them. Because they change things.

They invent. They imagine. They heal. They explore. They create. They inspire. They push the human race forward.

Maybe they have to be crazy.

How else can you stare at an empty canvas and see a work of art? Or sit in silence and hear a song that’s never been written? Or gaze at a red planet and see a laboratory on wheels?

We make tools for these kinds of people.

While some see them as the crazy ones, we see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do.

Uncomfortable silences. Why do we feel it’s necessary to yak about bullshit in order to be comfortable? That’s when you know you’ve found somebody special. When you can just shut the fuck up for a minute and comfortably enjoy the silence.

I’m somebody now, Harry. Everybody likes me. Soon, millions of people will see me and they’ll all like me. I’ll tell them about you, and your father, how good he was to us. Remember? It’s a reason to get up in the morning. It’s a reason to lose weight, to fit in the red dress. It’s a reason to smile. It makes tomorrow all right. What have I got Harry, hm? Why should I even make the bed, or wash the dishes? I do them, but why should I? I’m alone. Your father’s gone, you’re gone. I got no one to care for. What have I got, Harry? I’m lonely. I’m old. Now when I get the sun, I smile.