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Karen: If you're from Africa, why are you white?
Gretchen: Oh my God, Karen, you can't just ask people why they're white.

Buttercup: We'll never survive.
Westley: Nonsense. You're only saying that because no one ever has.

Brian: There's no pleasing some people.
Ex-Leper: That's what Jesus said.

Man: Do you believe in love?
Christian: Above all things I believe in love.

Chandler: Somtimes, I wish I was a lesbian.

Alice: I always give myself such very good advice, but I very seldom follow it.

Willow: I brought marshmallows! Occasionally, I'm callous and strange.

Irene: You have a wonderful sense of humor. I wish I had a sense of humor, but I can never think of the right thing to say until everybody's gone home.

Billy: I feel like an idiot. But I am an idiot, so it kinda works out.

Amber: Ms. Stoeger, my plastic surgeon doesn't want me doing any activity where balls fly at my nose.
Dionne: Well, there goes your social life.

Giles: To forgive is an act of compassion, Buffy. It’s not done because people deserve it. It's done because they need it.

Holden: I love you. And not, not in a friendly way, although I think we're great friends. And not in a misplaced affection, puppy-dog way, although I'm sure that's what you'll call it. I love you. Very, very simple, very truly. You are the epitome of everything I have ever looked for in another human being.

Jim: Actually, I don't remember being born. It must have happened during one of my black outs.

William: Happiness is only happiness if there is a violin-playing goat.


[This journal in no way, shape, or form belongs to the real Justin Timberlake. I am not claiming to be him, nor am I claiming that I know anything about the personal details of his life. This is simply a game.]