Anyone falling in love this week?

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Winters: These men have been through the toughest training the Army has to offer, under the worst possible circumstances, and they volunteered for it.
Buck: Christ, Dick, I was just shooting craps with them.
Winters: You know why they volunteered? Because they knew that the man in the foxhole next to them would be the best. Not some draftee who’s going to get them killed.
Buck: Are you ticked because they like me? Because I’m spending time to get to know my soldiers. I mean, c’mon, you’ve been with them for two years? I’ve been here for six days.
Winters: You’re gambling, Buck.
Buck: So what? Soldiers do that. I don’t deserve a reprimand for it.
Winters: What if you’d won?
Buck: What?
Winters: What if you’d won? Never put yourself in the position where you can take from these men.

– from Band of brothers

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On the eve of 2012: A reason for change

There’s always a reason why things happen. There is a reason why you were born in the city you lived now. There’s a reason why you smile. There’s a reason why you keep breathing. There’s a reason why you can’t sleep at night. There’s  a reason why you eat rice. There’s  a reason why you love your parent. There’s a reason why you longing for an absent feelings. There’s a reason why you haven’t found the right one yet.

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The journey of life’s expectation

What is life? the question will be asked in every single day you live. The journey will never stop, but you. Personally, the more I see things, the more questions come to my head. You’ll keep busying yourself with so many things each day. But still, there is no slightest chance to see what you gonna do to fulfill your life expectation. What is life expectation? People’s expectation? Your need? Family’s first? Career growth? wealth?

Just keep asking yourself, all these craps.

Emo saturday

Some of us awake in the night with strange phantasms of enchanted hills and gardens, of fountains that sing in the sun, of golden cliffs overhanging murmuring seas, of plains that stretch down to sleeping cities of bronze and stone, and of shadowy companies of heroes that ride caparisoned white horses along the edges of thick forests; and then we know that we have looked back through the ivory gates into that world of wonder which was ours before we were wise and unhappy.