Struck by Lightning (2012)
Carson Phillips: A life without meaning, without drive, without focus, without goals or dreams isn't a life worth living. Life comes at you fast. It runs through your body and tries to escape to be expressed in anyway possible. In a way, it's a lot like lightning.
Carson Phillips: What I regretted most was that I lived every day waiting for my life to begin. The higher your cloud, the further your rain falls.
Claire Mathews: No one is going to believe you.
Malerie Baggs: They will believe... Because we'll spread that shit like Nutella.
Carson Phillips: 'Shakespeare once wrote Life is but a dream. And that's how I live my life. From one dream to the next, hating every update of reality.
Carson Phillips: At what grade do we stop believing in ourselves? At what grade do we stop believing, period? I mean, someone has to be a Nobel Peace Prize winner, someone has to be ballerina. Why not us? I can't be the only one who gets that.
Carson Phillips: I wrote you a story, Grandma.
Grandma: Let me see. Once upon a time there was a boy. Why! It could use a little development, but it's a great beginning.
Carson Phillips: 2, 4, 6, 8. Heard you like to fornicate.
Sheryl Phillips: You were on ADD medication as a kid.
Carson Phillips: I thought I was just really calm and mature for my age.
Sheryl Phillips: No, you were drugged. I hid it on your food.
Carson Phillips: ''I always thought death would be different. I expected a great wave of realization to sweep over me. Suddenly the meaning of life would be answered with every other question I ever had. But there was nothing to realize. I was dead.
Carson Phillips: You've seen my end, but where do I begin?''
Carson Phillips: Malerie, why do you film everything? I mean, I'm sure you don't want to remember everything.
Malerie Baggs: What isn't worth remembering? With good memories come bad memories and I've got a lot of both. At least this way I can fast-forward through all the bad stuff.
Carson Phillips: Why do some of us have to work so hard for the things we believe in and others don't? Why do some of us care so much?
Carson Phillips: [talks emotionally] Sometimes I just don't get it. Life. I mean, why do some of us have to work so hard for things we believe in and others don't? I mean, why do some of us care so much? Why are some of us selfish by nature and some of us are selfish to survive?
Grandma: [knits] I'm making this for my grandson.
Carson Phillips: [whimpers] What is it?
Grandma: [hesitates] A scarf-blanket.
Carson Phillips: [is stirred and laughs]
Carson Phillips: 'Life comes at you fast, it hits you and tries to escape and be expressed in any way possible. In a way, it's a lot like... lightning
Grandma: He used to be such a happy boy, he used to write me stories. I remember the first story he ever wrote me. Once upon a time there was a boy. And that became: Once upon a time there was a boy who wanted to fly and it just got better and better over time. I never did find out whether the boy got to fly.