In and of itself, nothing really matters. What matters is that nothing is ever in and of itself.
Anybody who says they are a good liar obviously is not, because any legitimately savvy liar would always insist they're honest about everything.
I once loved a girl who almost loved me, but not as much as she loved John Cusack.
Do you know people who insist they like 'all kinds of music'? That actually means they like no kinds of music.
Women intrinsically understand human dynamics, and that makes them unstoppable. Unfortunately, the average man is less adroit at fostering such rivalries, which is why most men remain average; males are better at hating things that can't hate them back (e.g., lawnmowers, cats, the Denver Broncos, et cetera). They don't see the big picture.
There are two ways to look at life. The first view is that nothing stays the same and that nothing is inherently connected, and that the only driving force in anyone's life is entropy. The second is that everything pretty much stays the same (more or less) and that everything is completely connected, even if we don't realize it.
But whenever I meet dynamic, nonretarded Americans, I notice that they all seem to share a single unifying characteristic: the inability to experience the kind of mind-blowing, transcendent romantic relationship they perceive to be a normal part of living. And someone needs to take the fall for this. So instead of blaming no one for this (which is kind of cowardly) or blaming everyone (which is kind of meaningless), I'm going to blame John Cusack.
If rain is God crying, I think God is drunk and his girlfriend just slept with Zeus.