What goes up, must come down.
Who says daydreaming is a waste of time?
Everyone has a little George Costanza in them.
The next Einstein may be sitting next to you.
There’s nothing more inspiring than New Girl’s weirdly lovable, insecure narcissist.
“But everyone calls me Schmidt…”
“I’m going to be running for how many hours?”
“Hey, can I get your number?”
Ich habe keine Ahnung, wie sie es gelernt haben. Wir werden alle untergehen.
Guilt is real and lasts forever.
“Who cares if my room is dirty? I’m not doing heroin!”
The machines are taking over.
“I was supposed to do what?”
Thinking is not everyone’s specialty.