Micile/marile mele placeri vinovate sunt:.....sac...nicio marturisire indecenta....serialele. Pe lista este Gossip Girl. Si nu, nu sunt superficiala, doar amatoare de scenarii si comploturi. E o consecinta a jobului, care imi ocupa trei sferturi din viata privata, deci e un cerc vicios care nu se rupe niciodata. Si ca tot vorbesc de placeri...putina "dulcegareala" nu strica azi, ca tot e weekend (nu imi permit sa fac glume cu sfarsitul lumii ca imi vine in minte aia cu Petrica si lupul - inca mai am chestii de rezolvat) sa va delectati si voi putin.
Blair: About being happy? Chuck, that's not the most important thing. People don't write sonnets about being compatible. Or novels about shared life goals and stimulating conversation. The great loves are the crazy ones. L'amour fou.
Chuck: There's a difference between a great love and the right love.........
Blair: I'll always love you.
Chuck: I will always love you.
Si cum in filme e ca in viata, nu exista doar finaluri fericite. The other side of the story....Grey's Anatomy
Meredith: There's a reason I said I'd be happy alone. It wasn't 'cause I thought I'd be happy alone. It was because I thought if I loved someone and then it fell apart, I might not make it. It's easier to be alone, because what if you learn that you need love and you don't have it? What if you like it and lean on it? What if you shape your life around it and then it falls apart? Can you even survive that kind of pain? Losing love is like organ damage. It's like dying. The only difference is death ends. This? It could go on forever.