“Well, I suppose I won't see you for a while. So farewell, good luck, avoid roasted cabbage, don't eat ear wax, and look on the bright side of life!”

“I say looking on the bright side of life never killed anybody.”

“Always look on the bright side of life.”

“But I don't believe that life is supposed to make you feel good, or to make you feel miserable either. Life is just supposed to make you feel.”

“Always looking for a meaning,
all the time you keep believing,
but I don't know why
you won't say goodbye.
Even when the sun is shining
you don't see the silver lining,
but I don't know why
you won't say goodbye.”

“I'm trying to remember how you tell the time by looking at the sun." -"I should leave it for a while, it's too bright to see the numbers at the moment.”

“But I suppose there might be good in things, even if we don't see it.”

“I suppose -- in the last resort -- you trust life -- or you don't. Well -- I don't. There's something malicious... corrupt... cruel... at the heart of it. We don't belong. We're a mistake.”

“If there's one thing on this planet you don't look like it's a bunch of good luck walkin around.”

“Look," I whisper to Cat, "Shooting star! That's good luck."
She rolls her eyes. "It's a plane, you idiot," she says, and when I look again I can see that she's right. Typical.”