He had to choose between something he had become accustomed to and something he wanted to have.
I was once more in a time which the things around me were changing and that is how I wanted it to be for the rest of my days.
...and I discovered something: the meaning of my life was whatever I wanted it to be.
When I asked you if you wanted to, I was not testing your courage. I was testing your wisdom.
When I took the pills, I wanted to kill someone I hated. I didn't know that other Veronikas existed inside me, Veronikas that I could love.
If I had a choice, if I had understood earlier that the reason my days were all the same was because I wanted them like that, perhaps...
Stop being yourself and become who u always wanted to be
Things do not always happen the way I would have wanted, and it's best that I get used to that.