“Love life comes last in my life. I put real life first.”

“There is no conscience in a real war.”

“i realize you cant just throw real gems at ppl…because they think cubic zirconia is the real thing lol”

“We were so little when you took away all our sins.”

“A relationship that is truly genuine does not keep changing its colors. Real gold never rusts. If a relationship is really solid and golden, it will be unbreakable. Not even Time can destroy its shine.”

“Was [Sisyphus] from your province?’I don’t know. I don’t know if he’s real,’ Ky says. ‘If he ever existed.”Then why tell his story?’ I don’t understand, and for a second I feel betrayed. Why did Ky tell me about this person and make me feel empathy for him when there’s no proof that he ever lived at all?Ky pauses for a moment before he answers, …’Even if he didn’t live his story, enough of us have lived lives just like it. So it’s true anyway.”

“Flattery does not encourage the perfect flow of love in the vein of your relationship. Be genuine and speak out what you feel for each other without hiding the painful truth.”

“You could say that life just happens and it’s the way it goes, you either accept it or you fight it… Or You can be one of the few that rises above this perception and fights in all their glory to create the life they want, regardless of the struggle. Who do you want to be? Someone to remember or someone easy to forget…”

“Fake sUCKs!”

“Do you want this to be a love story?”

“The God that we commonly know may be less sinister than the true God that we don’t know for sure.”

“It is an illusion that youth is happy, an illusion of those who have lost it; but the young know they are wretched for they are full of the truthless ideal which have been instilled into them, and each time they come in contact with the real, they are bruised and wounded. It looks as if they were victims of a conspiracy; for the books they read, ideal by the necessity of selection, and the conversation of their elders, who look back upon the past through a rosy haze of forgetfulness, prepare them for an unreal life. They must discover for themselves that all they have read and all they have been told are lies, lies, lies; and each discovery is another nail driven into the body on the cross of life.”

“Oh my God … YOU are real.Oh my God … You ARE real.OH MY GOD … You are REAL!Oh my God … You’re really real!”