I’ve lost everyone.
And so will you, captain.
An empire toppled by its enemies can rise again.
But one which crumbles from within?
That’s dead.
Forever.

And to discriminate only generates hate
And when you hate then you’re bound to get irate
Madness is what you demonstrate
And that’s exactly how hate works and operates
Man, we gotta set it straight
Take control of your mind and just meditate
And let your soul just gravitate
To the love, so the whole world celebrate it

“На ову земљу сам свратио
да ти намигнем мало.
Да за мном остане нешто
као лепршав траг.
И зато: не буди тужан.
Толико ми је стало
да останем у теби
будаласт и чудно драг.”

Le Bret: “But what will these things lead to, don’t you see?
Where’s the method in it?”

Cyrano: “I was wandering in a maze I’d too many complicated paths to take:
I took …”

Le Bret: “Which?”

Cyrano: “Oh! Of them all, the simplest one.
I decided to be brilliant at everything, with everyone!”

Le Bret: “Fine! But the reason for your detestation of Montfleury – give me the true explanation!”

Cyrano: “Silenus, so gross his hands won’t reach his navel still thinks his charms place the girls in peril,
and, while he stammers through his little piece, makes sheep’s eyes with his frog’s eyes, if you please!
I hate him since he allowed himself one night to raise his eyes to her …
Oh! I thought it like a fat slug sliding towards a flower above!”

Le Bret: “What? Is it possible…”

Cyrano: “That I could be in love? …
I’m in love.”

“I’m not a judge or jury.
But I can tell you this: he won’t sell anybody out to buy his future!! And that, my friends, is called integrity! That’s called courage! Now that’s the stuff leaders should be made of.
Now I have come to the crossroads in my life. I always knew what the right path was. Without exception, I knew. But I never took it. You know why? It was too damn hard.
Now here’s Charlie. He’s come to the crossroads. He has chosen a path. It’s the right path. It’s a path made of principle — that leads to character. Let him continue on his journey.

You hold this boy’s future in your hands, committee. It’s a valuable future. Believe me. Don’t destroy it! Protect it. Embrace it. It’s gonna make ya proud one day — I promise you.”

My Dear,
Find what you love and let it kill you.
Let it drain you of your all.
Let it cling onto your back and weigh you down into eventual nothingness.
Let it kill you and let it devour your remains.
For all things will kill you, both slowly and fastly, but it’s much better to be killed by a lover.
-Falsely yours

A crnu nisi štedela,
ali bez nje bi bela jos izbledela,
bez crne bela ne bi vredela.

You’re the dumbest smart person I’ve ever met.

“….jJa znam da vreme uvek uzme svoje…
I ne znam što bi nas poštedelo?
Al meni, eto, ništa sem nas dvoje nije vredelo…”

And now here is my secret, a very simple secret:
It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.

You blessed my life!
Never on me had rested woman’s love.
My mother even could not find me fair:
I had no sister; and, when grown a man,
I feared the mistress who would mock at me.
But I have had your friendship–grace to you
A woman’s charm has passed across my path.

“Where are the people?” resumed the Little Prince at last.
“It’s a little lonely in the desert…”
“It is lonely when you’re among people, too,” said the snake.

I’m saying there may be a causality.
Our very strength invites challenge.
Challenge incites conflict.
And conflict . . . breeds catastrophe.
Oversight . . . oversight is not an idea that can be dismissed out of hand.