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we have leading ladies and we have the best friend. You, I can tell, are a leading lady, but for some reason, you're behaving like the best friend.

Claire Colburn (Elizabethtown): Everybody is less mysterious than they think they are; I'm impossible to forget, but I'm hard to remember; Men see things in a box, and women see them in a round room; I think I've been asleep most of my life; What they say is, it will hit you, it could be ten minutes or it could be ten years from now; Some music needs air; Sadness is easier because its surrender; I say make time to dance alone with one hand waving free; I'm going to miss your lips and everything attached to them; I don't know a lot about everything, but I do know a lot about the part of everything that I know, which is people; And so we all became helpers, which I so can't help. I can't help helping.
Drew Baylor (Elizabethtown): You know, there is nothing greater than deciding in your life that things maybe really are black and white!; No true fiasco ever began as a quest for mere adequacy; A motto of the British Special Air Force is: 'Those who risk, win.' A single green vine shoot is able to grow through cement. The Pacific Northwestern salmon beats itself bloody on it's quest to travel hundreds of miles upstream against the current, with a single purpose, sex of course, but also... life; And they all know me, and I don't know any of them; Because we have a moment here, let me tell you that I have recently become a secret connoisseur of 'last looks'. You know the way people look at you when they believe it's for the last time? I've started collecting these looks.
Iris (The Holiday): I've found almost everything ever written about love to be true. Shakespeare said "Journeys end in lovers meeting." What an extraordinary thought. Personally, I have not experienced anything remotely close to that, but I am more than willing to believe Shakespeare had. I suppose I think about love more than anyone really should. I am constantly amazed by its sheer power to alter and define our lives. It was Shakespeare who also said "love is blind". Now that is something I know to be true. For some quite inexplicably, love fades; for others love is simply lost. But then of course love can also be found, even if just for the night. And then, there's another kind of love: the cruelest kind. The one that almost kills its victims. Its called unrequited love. Of that I am an expert. Most love stories are about people who fall in love with each other. But what about the rest of us? What about our stories, those of us who fall in love alone? We are the victims of the one sided affair. We are the cursed of the loved ones. We are the unloved ones, the walking wounded. The handicapped without the advantage of a great parking space! Yes, you are looking at one such individual.
Iris (The Holiday): I understand feeling as small and as insignificant as humanly possible. And how it can actually ache in places you didn't know you had inside you. And it doesn't matter how many new haircuts you get, or gyms you join, or how many glasses of chardonnay you drink with your girlfriends... you still go to bed every night going over every detail and wonder what you did wrong or how you could have misunderstood. And how in the hell for that brief moment you could think that you were that happy. And sometimes you can even convince yourself that he'll see the light and show up at your door. And after all that, however long all that may be, you'll go somewhere new. And you'll meet people who make you feel worthwhile again. And little pieces of your soul will finally come back. And all that fuzzy stuff, those years of your life that you wasted, that will eventually begin to fade.

Gia Carangi (Gia): Life and death, energy and peace. If I stop today it was still worth it. Even the terrible mistakes that I made and would have unmade if I could. The pains that have burned me and scarred my soul, it was worth it, for having been allowed to walk where I've walked, which was to hell on earth, heaven on earth, back again, into, under, far in between, through it, in it, and above.
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"all you need is love"

Across The Universe is a fictional love story set in the 1960s amid the turbulent years of anti-war protest, struggle for free speech and civil rights, mind exploration and rock and roll. At once gritty, whimsical and highly theatrical, the story moves from high schools and universities in Massachusetts, Princeton and Ohio to the Lower East Side of Manhattan, the Detroit riots, Vietnam and the dockyards of Liverpool. A combination of live action and animation, the film is paired with songs by The Beatles that defined the time
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please go to korea more often than you go to japan (no offense)

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"talking, talking. spinning a web of words,

pale walls of dreams, between myself and all i see"

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the same old shit

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empty windows, empty spaces, my empty mind

i'm thrown into the maze, in the middle of nowhere

and my words are lost once again

your words were false when mine were bona fide

love is nothing but mere hope

and when the hope is gone, you are nothing but an empty hole

i don't blame you since i don't have you
i will miss you but i now know you are gone forever
vanish, for i know now your magic spells don't exist
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When you try your best but you don't succeed
When you get what you want but not what you need
When you feel so tired but you can't sleep
Stuck in reverse.

When the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can't replace
When you love someone but it goes to waste
Could it be worse?

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

And high up above or down below
When you're too in love to let it go
But if you never try you'll never know
"Just what your worth"

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

Tears stream, down on your face
When you lose something you cannot replace
Tears stream down your face and I...

Tears stream, down on your face
I promise you I will learn from my mistakes
Tears stream down your face and I...

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you.

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I love the lyrics to Fix You by Coldplay :) Actually, all their songs are very touching. I still like crazy songs like electros and techno, hiphop and big beats, but in the long run, I think I'd be more likely to stick with Bossa Nova, Indies, and Drum and Bass :) I don't know. I've kinda learned to kind of listen to their lyrics from the Beatles.