Jung, don't be so uncanny to Freud.
Freud, let Jung play Psychoanalysis too.

Kiss and make up, kids.

(We're all scr*w*d anyway.)

'The Wonder of nature does not become smaller because one cannot measure it by the standards of human moral and human aims.'

Einstein - we heart you.

Then he pushed her against the window. She could feel those icy drops of rain crashing against her indecently uncovered skin, and his eyes and lips were synchronous in feeling when he whispered: 'You need no man's love, my darling. No. You're just a sucker for B12.'

I had an alarm clock for screw up & I wouldn't give it up, until I did & then I was like 'Where's my alarm clock for screw up?' & I couldn't find it & I asked an old lady who was passing by & she said 'Maybe you left it somewhere' & I said 'Oh, shut up, what do you know!' & she said 'Everything' & I said 'Ok, I'll go get you your glass of water and place it by the nightstand before you go to sleep, gramma.' & she said 'Don't forget to live a little bit while you're at it, dear.' & I said 'Sure, nana, I'll get right on that!' & then I found my alarm clock & I didn't need anything else & that was pretty much the end of the story.

Silly, silly story, gramma.
You're thirsty.
I'm careful.
And you'd think it should've been the other way around...