Christian Harmony

Christian Harmony

  • Born: 1974-8-28
  • Height: 5' 10½" (1.79 m)
  • Extended Reading
    • Kellie 2022-03-20 09:01:03

      Approach the truth of life

      People's understanding and perfection of themselves are reflected in the experience of the relationship with others, because once a person breaks away from the relationship between all people and the society, then his own positioning and existence value will be lost. Therefore, the extension of...

    • Ayden 2022-03-19 09:01:02

      where's my Soul Mate,huh?

      'You don't know about real loss,'cause that only occurs when you love something more than you love yourself.'
                                         ---Good will Hunting
         wrote down this line in his diary ten years ago. Just because I was deeply obsessed with Robin Williams' chanting tone. A man who...

    • Wilfrid 2021-10-20 18:58:10

      The experience did not bury my talents, but it wiped out my self-confidence. I was frightened and grew up with arrogance. I depended on this way to protect myself, and finally waited for the sentence: It's not my fault.

    • Elroy 2021-10-20 18:58:28

      Crying blind, not a genius also needs this question, who are you, what do you want to do, are you ready to start?

    Good Will Hunting quotes

    • Lambeau: You're angry at me for doing what you could have done; but ask yourself, Sean. Ask yourself if you want Will to feel that way, if you want him to feel like a failure.

      Sean: Oh, you arrogant shit! That's why I don't come to the goddamned reunions, 'cause I can't stand that look in your eye. Ya know, that condescending, embarrassed look. You think I'm a failure. I know who I am, and I'm proud of what I do. I was a conscientious choice, I didn't fuck up! And you and your cronies think I'm some sort of pity case. You and your kiss-ass chorus following you around going, "The Fields Medal! The Fields Medal!" Why are you still so fuckin' afraid of failure?

    • Chuckie: [in a bar] I didn't get on Cathy last night.

      Will: No?

      Chuckie: Nah.

      Will: Why not?

      Chuckie: I don't know.

      [yells across room]

      Chuckie: Cathy!

      Cathy: What?

      Chuckie: Why didn't you give me none of that nasty little hoochie-woochie you usually throw at me?

      Cathy: Oh, fuck you and your Irish curse, Chuckie. Like I'd waste my energy spreading my legs for that Tootsie Roll dick? So go home and give it a tug yourself.