“So much is happening and yet nothing at all.”
“So much is exploding inside of me that I feel like a bag of Orville Redenbacher's in the microwave. Too much has happened all at once. I stagnated for years with nothing happening, and now, all in one day, too much is happening.”
“Why do we struggle so much? Why do we demand so much of life, when the happiest moments are when nothing is happening at all?”
“Yet, he thought, if I can die saying, "Life is so beautiful," then nothing else is important. If i can believe in myself that much, nothing else matters.”
“I have so much in me, and the feeling for her absorbs it all; I have so much, and without her it all comes to nothing.”
“For a moment, nothing happened. Then, after a second or so, nothing continued to happen.”