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Ca niciodata…sufletul vibreaza la intuneric. Binele nu incita, raul da, binele nu atrage in cursa pe nimeni si nemultumeste din cauza aceasta, pe cand raul sondeaza in adancul fiintei pentru resursele nebanuite de egoism, razbunare, ironie, tradare. Mintea, imaginatia lucreaza la cotele cele mai inalte pentru a umple sufletul de otrava. Inceputul e mai greu, dar incetul cu incetul constiinta adoarme si-ti zice: Ce e binele? Nu exista fapta buna fara egoism! Bunatatea e ipocrizie!
Simpatia este data mai putin celor care incearca sa ti-o castige, si mai mult o oferi celor care nu dau doi bani pe ea. Ti-a intors vreodata cineva spatele, dupa ce l-ai ajutat, i-ai fost umar de plans, cineva de care ti-a pasat atat de mult, cu care nu puteai fi rau pentru ca simteai ca are nevoie de cuvintele tale blande, pentru a se indrepta spre o persoana despre care ulterior iti povestea ca este nesimtita si rea? Rautatea atrage uneori mai multi oameni decat bunatatea...si poate ai observat: cate persoane cu care ai fost la un moment dat rau nu se intorc parca pentru o noua portie? si te intrebi de ce: pentru ca ii fascineaza gandul ca ei ar putea scoate la lumina binele din tine, pentru ca e una din modalitatile mai la indemana de a deveni un soi de eroi, si fata de ei insisi si fata de tine.

-Look…Let me help you! You have the right to benefit of my expertise and teach you how to become one of the guys that the “elite” girls do love.
-That by being mean to them?!
-Sometimes…!
-But I’m not that kind of guy…and I don’t want to be. So maybe the “elite” girls just are not for me then…but one of these days I’m going to meet a girl who really loves me. Maybe she won’t be what do you call “hot”, but I’ll think that she’s beautiful and I’ll tell her so. I won’t be mean to her because I won’t have to play games with her. I’ll just be the guy that she can always count on and that will be enough and she’ll be “elite” to me.
(one tre hill quotes)

Learn my lesson

Tonight the sunset means so much
The one thing that you know you'll never touch
Like the feeling, the real thing
I reach out for that sweet dream

But somehow the darkness wakes me up
I've felt this emptiness before
But all the times that I've been broken
I still run right back for more

You'd think that I'd learn my lesson by now
You'd think that I'd somehow figure out
That if you strike the match
You're bound to feel the flame