If things don’t work out the way you want, hold your head up high and be proud. And try again. And again. And again!

A winner is someone who gets up one more time than he is knocked down.

Kyo Sohma: Just like I’ll beat you one of these days.
Yuki Sohma: Wait, wait I think I’ve heard this one before.

All I can think about is tasting you again and again and again…

“You look down in the mouth. You all right?”
“Lost a woman.”
“You’ll have others and lose them too.”

Hush, child. Don’t be so hard on yourself. Everyone gets to start over again. This America, hon. One dream dies, you get another.

I’ve fallen in love many times… always with you.

It’s been said that you only truly fall in love once, but I don’t believe it. Every time I see you, I fall in love all over again!

If you were a movie, I’d watch you over and over again. I could watch you everyday of my life and never get bored.

But this is the seventh time I’ve been caught smoking. I just don’t want — whatever. I don’t want to upset my dad.

If I ever feel like I’m doing something I’ve done before, I scrap it and start over again.

“It’s fine,” I repeated. And whatever. It was fine. It had to be.

I never liked writing concluding paragraphs to papers — where you repeat what you’ve already said with phrases like ‘In summation’, and ‘To conclude’. I didn’t do that — instead I talked about why I thought it was an important question.

When people ask you the same questions, forty times in a row, it gets really annoying.

I learned repeatedly that while rock bottom feels like the end – it’s always the beginning of something.

We have it in our power to begin the world over again.

I don’t live in reverse, I live in the present because there’s no such thing as a do-over.

The Notebook … that’s my favorite one. I’ve read that book 30 times. It gives a true depiction of two people that are in love.

Repeat this: “Giving to others never depletes me; it enriches my life in countless ways.”

It’s just there. You can’t do anything without it. It’s in everything. I like to work problems. If you do your best, nobody can ask you to do it over again. I never had to repeat what I did.

EAT
SLEEP
DRIVE
REPEAT.

Like you said, Colonel, he went home.

Truck, truck, truck!

The Colonel was screaming. He would inhale, and then scream. Inhale. Scream. Inhale. Scream.

I thought, at first, that it was only yelling. But after a few breaths, I noticed a rhythm. And after a few more, I realized that the Colonel was saying words. He was screaming, “I’m so sorry.”

Last night, I repeated your name like a mantra before falling asleep. Somehow the simple pleasure of uttering your name, and the added pleasure of hearing your name was heaven for me and I didn’t go to bed until dawn. Isn’t it odd how your name, a single word associated with you, can bring another person such joy that they inflict insomnia upon themselves and call it a blessing?