Ilana Quotes

Kenapa harus takut gelap kalau ada banyak hal indah yang hanya bisa dilihat sewaktu gelap? -Nishimura Kazuto

Seandainya masih ada harapan - sekecil apapun untuk mengubah kenyataan, ia bersedia menggantungkan seluruh hidupnya demi harapan.

Apakah ada yang tahu bagaimana rasanya mencintai seseorang yang tidak boleh dicintai? Aku tahu. Hidup ini sungguh aneh, juga tidak adil. Suatu kali hidup melambungkanmu setinggi langit, kali lainnya hidup menghempaskanmu begitu keras ke bumi. Ketika aku menyadari dialah satu-satunya yang paling kubutuhkan dalam hidup ini, kenyataan berteriak di telingaku dia juga satu-satunya orang yang tidak boleh kudapatkan.

Selama dia bahagia, aku juga akan bahagia. Sesederhana itu.

Di mana pun dia berada. Dan kuharap dia tahu bahwa selama aku masih bernafas, aku akan selalu mencintainya. Sepenuh hatiku. Selamanya. -Alex Hirano

walaupun tidak ada hal lain di dunia ini yang bisa kau percayai, percayalah bahwa aku mecintaimu. sepenuh hatiku.

Suatu kali hidup melambungkanmu setinggi langit,kali lainnya hidup menghempaskanmu begitu keras ke bumi

Hari yang indah selalu bisa membuat semua orang gembira, bukan?

Mungkin kau tidak membutuhkanku. Tapi aku membutuhkanmu.

Sekarang... Saat ini saja... Untuk beberapa detik saja... aku ingin bersikap egois. Aku ingin melupakan semua orang, mengabaikan dunia, dan melupakan asal-usul serta latar belakangku. Tanpa beban, tuntutan, atau harapan, aku ingin mengaku. Aku mencintainya.

Kalau aku mengatakannya, reaksi apa yang akan kau berikan? Apakah kau akan menerima pengakuanku? Apakah kau akan percaya padaku? Apakah kau masih akan menatapku seperti ini? Atau apakah justru kau akan menjauh dariku? Meninggalkanku? Tapi aku tahu aku harus mengatakannya padamu. Aku tidak mungkin menyimpannya selamanya. Entah bagimana reaksimu nanti setelah mendengarnya, aku hanya berharap satu hal padamu. Jangan pergi dariku. Tetaplah disisiku

Apakah ada yang tahu bagaimana rasanya mencintai seseorang yang tidak boleh dicintai? Aku tahu.

Sebenarnya aku tidak bermaksud menghindarimu. Aku hanya berusaha menghindari perasaanku sendiri dengan menghindarimu (Mia)

Dia juga tidak perlu melakukan apa-apa. Yang paling penting adalah kenyataan bahwa dia ada dan saya bisa melihatnya.” –Nishimura Kazuto–

Ada saatnya ketika rasa sakit sama sekali tidak penting. - Nishimura Kazuto

Hidup ini penuh dengan pilihan dan kalau kita memili bersikap tidak bertanggung jawab maka kita sendiri yang harus menerima akibatnya. - Naomi Ishida

Dulu kalau aku tak begitu, kini bagaimana aku? Dulu kalau aku tak di situ, kini di mana aku? Kini kalau aku begini, kelak bagaimana aku? Kini kalau aku di sini, kelak di mana aku? Tak tahu kelak ataupun dulu Cuma tahu kini aku begini Cuma tahu kini aku di sini Dan kini aku melihatmu

Kurasa aku sudah terbiasa selalu melihatmu, jadi kalau kau tidak ada, aku merasa agak aneh. Seolah-olah ada sesuatu yang... salah.

selama dia bahagia aku pun bahagia sesederhana itu

Aku menyadari sesuatu selama aku berada disini. Aku rindu padamu. - Danny Jo

jangan marah padaku kalau aku menangis, Hari ini saja Kau boleh lihat sendiri nanti. Kau akan lihat tak lama lagi aku akan kembali bekerja, tertawa, dan mengoceh seperti biasa, aku janji.

Aku bersedia melakukan apa pun agar kau tetap berada di sisiku, bersamaku, selama kau juga menginginkan hal yang sama.

Walaupun tidak ada hal lain di dunia ini yang bisa kau percayai, percayalah bahwa aku mencintaimu. Sepenuh hatiku

Mimpi tidak akan bertahan lama. Kita boleh saja hidup dalam mimpi, tetapi cepat atau lambat kenyataan akan mendesan masuk, dan ketika kenyataan mendesak masuk dan berhadapan denganmu, kau hanya bisa menerima. - Keiko Ishida

Kau mungkin tidak sempurna, tapi kau sempurna untukku

Aku sudah bertahan seumur hidup tanpa dirimu, jadi aku yakin aku akan baik-baik saja. - Naomi Ishida

Kau tidak bisa memaksakan diri mencintai seseorang, sama seperti kau tidak bisa memaksakan diri memberikan orang yang kau cintai.

Waktu memang berlalu dengan cepat ketika kau sedang bersenang-senang. - Naomi Ishida

Karena sesuatu yang indah akan terlihat saat gelap. Nishimura Kazuto

All grown-ups were once children... but only few of them remember it.” ― Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince

Suatu kali hidup melambungkanmu setinggi langit, kali lainnya hidup menghempaskanmu begitu ke bumi.

But it’s okay… it will all be over soon.

This just proves how far you and the others are willing to go to keep things hidden.

Suatu kali hidup melambungkanmu setinggi langit, kali lainnya hidup mengempaskanmu begitu keras ke bumi

Pasti akan terdengar aneh kalau seseorang yang tidak kaukenal berkata padamu bahwa kalian sudah berkencan dan kau pernah menyatakan perasaan suka pada orang itu. Kau pasti tidak akan percaya. Tidak ada orang yang akan percaya.

Pada saat kita bertemu lagi nanti, kalau perasaanmu masih belum berubah, kalau kau masih merasa sulit percaya padaku, kalau kau tidak mau melihatku lagi, tidak mau berurusan denganku lagi, kau hanya perlu mengatakannya dan aku akan menuruti apapun yg kau katakan.” (Spring in London)

This world could burn, for all I care

Time is freedom.

Time is freedom

As always, I destroy everything around me. Even the dandelion that always seemed to be so full of life is slowly withering away… I might as well extinguish what remains of the sun by this point

Menjadi pengurus rumahmu memberiku alasan untuk menjalani hidupku. Lalu perlahan-lahan aku sadar bahwa kau juga menjadi salah satu alasanku untuk bertahan hidup.

HEROES?” I laughed. “Look at the world! There’s nothing heroic about it… No, this world could burn, for all I care… and so could everyone in it.

Time is and it isn’t… It can be your greatest enemy or your greatest friend. But it all depends on you.

Jangan marah padaku kalau aku menangis.... Hari ini saja.... Kau boleh lihat sendiri nanti. Kau akan lihat tidak lama lagi aku akan kembali bekerja, tertawa, dan mengoceh seperti biasa.... Aku janji.... -Tara Dupont

Ia tidak ingin mendengarnya. Ia tidak mau mengakuinya, tetapi jauh di dalam lubuk hatinya ia tahu ia merasakan hal itu. Tetapi itu perasaan terlarang baginya. Ia tidak boleh merasakannya. Tidak boleh memikirkannya. Lebih mudah bersikap seolah-olah perasaan itu tidak nyata. Jadi itulah yang ia lakukan.

Kalau dia bahagia, aku juga merasa bahagia. Sesederhana itu.

There is something nice about a library, isn't there?" Mr. Curtis said. He nodded and took in the familiar scenery. "The scent of ink and worn, dusty pages.

You can't throw kindling on a fire and deny you kept it burning. And right now, cowardice is that kindling.

both Ilana and Vincent cradled their tenderness in harsh words. They were so different from each other in every other sense. But maybe this place made all of us that way. Taught us to hide love in sharp edges.

Kenapa kau selalu memanggilku Clark? Kau bisa memanggilku dengan nama depan, kau tahu, sama seperti yang lainnya." | "Karena sudah terbiasa. Lagi pula, aku suka menjadi satu-satunya orang yang memanggilmu Clark. Kurasa satu-satunya hal yang bisa membuatku memanggil nama depanmu adalah kalau kau menikah denganku. Kalau itu terjadi, berarti kau akan menjadi Mia Hirano. Dan saat itu aku tidak mungkin memanggilmu dengan nama belakang, bukan?

The truth is that all time belongs to you, it is yours to do with it as you wish. Time flows freely… Time is freedom. There are those that are bound by time, restricted by it, but that is only because they don’t understand it, they don’t know how to use it. Time is and it isn’t… It can be your greatest enemy or your greatest friend. But it all depends on you.

Remember? We have a rematch. And this time, it’s my turn to shine.” With his goggles on, Sterling got into his stance, keeping an eye on the Professor. “Oh? I didn’t realize that you were so dull.” I put my goggles on and took my stance as well, making sure that Professor Trinkott was within my line of vision. Challenge accepted. “Ha, ha, joke all you want, Alvara. Just don’t come crying to me afterwards.” “I don’t cry when I win.

Katakan padaku. Kalau kau sudah minta maaf, tapi permintaan maafmu tidak diterima. Apa yang harus kau lakukan?

What is your dissertation, Ilana Davita?” “Babel and Camus: Twists of Fate and Faith. Babel’s The Red Cavalry and Camus’s The Stranger.

Hidup Tanpa nya sama sekali bukan hidup..

It would occur to her later that sympathy is disarming even without surprise, but unexpected sympathy leaves no defense.

We cannot back down from the idea that we are deserving of support and understanding in our time of need, but the reality is we might not get it from the people we expect it from.

It wasn’t me these people cared about; it was my capacity to soak up pain like a sponge.

Kau tahu berapa lama aku mencarimu? Aku sudah berlari mengelilingi kota Paris demi mencarimu.

The neoconservative pseudo-conservatives speak like Tocqueville but act like Robespierre.

What’s red and green and goes 80 miles an hour? A frog in a blender.

A surface, she reflected, exists for so many reasons, concealment only one. For it may also serve to protect, from others and from oneself. And perhaps, in an unexpected twist, to protect others from oneself.

Grief, she realizes, is selfish. It’s about what she’s losing, not what her mother lost, not what her mother still had time or desire to do in her life—and surely there was a lot. Iris was young, as old people go.

The distance Maggie still feels from the existence of her grief makes her intensely self-conscious, as if she’s acting in a movie about a woman who goes home when her mother dies rather than actually experiencing it.

Even losing Ilana hadn’t prepared me for this. The sheer degree of fucking obsession that grief forces upon you. It took everything I had to force my mind to think about something other than him—it had exhausted me so completely.

The poor and people of color are yoked to the abject; white people use its exploration as a path toward self-liberation. It’s a valid critique—and one that Broad City has increasingly interrogated, suggesting, especially in later seasons, the extent of Abbi and Ilana’s privilege.

Everyone has reasons for everything they do. Good, bad, racist, phobic, logical or not, doesn’t really matter. The reasons exist, for them.

feeling and showing insecurity were two different things, and that the latter was deeply unattractive

It was one of those intimate, extremely intense friendships that fizzled out when they were no longer in the same space.

Do I have your leave to keep on clinging to a dream of you?

I stayed indoors most of the time, which kept my skin very white. And my hair was as black as Ilana's. I wore black clothes all the time, just as she did. When I was in elementary school the other girls had called me a witch, scratched me with their nails, giggled behind their notebooks. But now I was in high school and suddenly everyone wore black and had pale skin and cultivated a disheveled haunted look. Now I blended in.

She read books of poetry, though they had lately begun to stoke her fury. It was all very well for these poets, who wandered off to have adventures and then could string them to words, to music. Anything she might write would be formless, a creature of rage and stormcloud. No music there.

It truly is a team sport, and we have the best team in town. But it’s my relationship with Ilana that I cherish most. We have such a strong partnership and have learned how we work most efficiently: I need coffee, she needs tea. When we’re stressed, I pace around and use a weird neck massager I bought online that everyone makes fun of me for, and she knits. When we’re writing together she types, because she’s faster and better at grammar. We actually FaceTime when we’re not in the same city and are constantly texting each other ideas for jokes or observations to potentially use (I recently texted her from Asheville: girl with flip-flops tucked into one strap of tank top). Looking back now at over ten years of doing comedy and running a business with her I can see how our collaboration has expanded and contracted. But it’s the problem-solving aspect of this industry, the producing, the strategy, the realizing that we could put our heads together and figure out the best solution, that has made our relationship and friendship what it is. Because that spills into everything. We both have individual careers now, but those other projects have only been motivating and inspiring to each other and the show. We bring back what we’ve learned on the other sets, in the other negotiations, in the other writers’ rooms or press situations. I’m very lucky to have jumped into this with Ilana Rose Glazer, the ballsy, curly-haired, openhearted, nineteen-year-old girl that cracked me up that night at the corner of the bar at McManus. So many wonderful things have happened since we began working together, but there are a lot of confusing, life-altering things in there too, and it’s such a relief to have someone who completely understands the good and the bad.

Her heart was a broken-winged bird that staggered in circles.

One’s shadow is private.

She lit a candle and set it down at the altar amid a sea of tiny flames. Each of them the same, as if all the dreams and desires of people were indistinguishable from one another. The prayer of a female poet, perhaps the only one in Eivar, no different from a mother’s prayer for her sickening infant or a farmer’s prayer for a good harvest.

Media ideologies about one medium are always affected by the media ideologies people have about other media.

Republicans are the drag queens of politics. Peel away the pules for family, faith and fetuses and one discovers either neoconservative welfare-warfare statists or global social democrats ...

To listen to the nation’s psychiatric gurus is to come to believe that crimes are caused, not committed. Perpetrators don’t do the crime, but are driven to their dirty deeds by a confluence of uncontrollable factors, victims of societal forces or organic brain disease.

The psychiatric endeavor—voodoo, really—is premised on the medicalization of misconduct.

In democratic South Africa, dispossession is nine-tenths of the law.

To Donal Trump, making America great means making the people great. To the political cast, conversely, making America great means making government great.

To Donald Trump, making America great means making the people great. To the political cast, conversely, making America great means making government great.

Donald Trump is acting as a political Samson that threatens to bring the den of iniquity crashing down on its patrons.

The cable commentariat is a cog in the corpulent D.C. fleshpot.

The original Constitution is a dead letter, having suffered decades of legislative, executive and judicial usurpation. The natural- and common law traditions, once loadstars for lawmakers, have been buried under the rubble of legislation and statute. However much one shovels the muck of lawmaking aside, natural justice and the Founders' original intent remain buried too deep to exhume.

Speaker Ryan, who voted for the $1.1 trillion 2016 Omnibus Spending Bill, demanding Trump show him his conservative credentials is as though a guy who never built a thing were to mock a man who has built lots of things.

The Republican Party under Genghis Bush did the devil's work. Bar the sainted Ron Paul, not a dog of a Republican lifted his leg in protest of the unjust war on Iraq.

What was it about him that made my emotions crash on top of me all at once?

It’s just as hard to remember I’m supposed to be angry with you.

With chronic illness, the more run down you become, the harder it is to manage your daily life. It’s important to do everything possible to stop a symptom before it starts.

Whether you’ve been diagnosed, are in treatment, or are still struggling to put a name to the disease that is haunting you, you need to find acceptance. It’s not defeat. It’s not giving up. It’s learning how to continue growing, striving, and thriving even when chronic illness stands resolutely in your way.

Managing chronic illness means developing strategies to assist you in moving forward with your life’s greater focus, and with as minimal suffering as possible. Don’t head-butt your disease, outsmart it.

It’s those who are in the murkiest part of their pre-diagnosis that often need the most support.

It’s time to stare down the face of your disease and say: I know you, I hear you, and you can scream all you want, but I’ve still got a life to live.

Learning how and when to ask for help is going to be a huge asset to you in life.

You may begin to ask yourself: When will a flare-up strike next? What will I do if I can’t call in sick? What happens to my insurance if I’m fired? Will my job really take me back when I’m well again? Having a disease doesn’t mean lowering your expectations about your career, but instead expecting a different skill set from yourself.

Don’t be ashamed of doing what you need to do to survive.

They don't care," I said softly. "They never care." "No. They never fucking care. And sometimes—" He tensed. Maybe because of the stitch. Maybe not. "Sometimes I'm ashamed to call myself one of them." I don't want to watch you become one of them, Ilana had said to me. And until now—until this exact moment—I hadn't even thought about it as giving something up. Not until I heard the ache in Raihn's voice that had nothing to do with the wounds on his back. "What was it like?" I asked. "Turning?" "Ix's tits. Your beside manner really is awful, princess." I could hear the expression on his face. My mouth tightened. Almost a smile.

I had lost everyone I had ever loved. And even those loves had been laced with so much pain, so much complication. My love for Vincent, tangled up in his lies and controlling disapproval. My love for Ilana, hidden in shadows and sharp words. My love for my mother, stolen from me entirely. The love I felt now, for Raihn, was… terrifying in its ease. I was afraid that something would come to rip it away from me. I was afraid that I would destroy it myself, by not knowing how to feel something so right.