Cada lágrima pesa un poco más, cada paso cuesta un poco más, cada vez veo menos, y poco a poco se adormecen las puntas de mis dedos.

TED: I’ve stopped believing. Not in some depressed I’m-gonna-cry-during-my-toast way. Not in a way I even noticed until tonight. It’s just, everyday I think I believe a little less and a little less and a little less and that… sucks. What do I do about that, Scherbatsky?
ROBIN: You’re Ted Mosby. You start believing again.

Empty Spaces (Pink Floyd)

What shall we use to fill the empty 
Spaces where we used to talk.
How shall I fill the final places.
How shall I complete the wall.

Her Ghost (Jon Brion)

Her ghost is six or so feet tall
And the lights in the house are dim
His voice still echoes through the hall
She can't get away from him

I clear the couch off and I sit
She hangs up the phone and then
She says she can't believe he quit
But I know he'll be back again

Every hour on the hour
He will reappear and make it clear that he's around
It's not your average social call
He does it all without a sound

Her ghost is propped up in the hall
He speaks no evil there
He doesn't notice me at all
I find it a bit unfair

I'm bathed in shadow from that wall
I know he'll be in the air

Every hour on the hour
She'll watch her apparition stare her down, but pass her by
And I've no ammunition 
I'm the one who's being exorcised

Every hour on the hour
Every moment all my power
And every where I turn 
I tend to learn that she's got 
Memories that never burn

And this is of concern and I prepare to go 
'Cause this I know 
That though he's out of sight 
He's in her mind and in my hair
I'm tiring of this fight
Besides it's getting me nowhere

Her ghost makes all of this occur
He does it breathlessly
So long as he's the life in her
He'll be the death of me

No Strings Attached.

Emma: Why are you messing everything up?

Adam: It's what people do, they buy each other flowers, and they go to museums..

Emma: You know me, these stuff freaks me out. It's fake. What's wrong with what we're doing? It's working, we don't have to fight, we don't have to..

Adam: Maybe I wanna fight.

Emma: Well I don't.

Adam: What are you gonna do? You're never gonna feel anything? How you gonna do that?

Emma: I don't know. I'll figure it out.

Adam: You're so messed up.

Emma: Yeah? I don't need you to take care of me, I take care of myself, that's what I do. Why don't you go find some other girl who's not gonna hurt you?

Adam: Because I love you, It's obvious, I completely love you. There. Oh you're such a wimp.

Emma: I am not!

Adam: Well then be with me. You're gonna fight me? You can't fight me, You're miniature, You're like a girl Rick Moranis. You fight like a hamster.

(In the car)

Adam: I can't keep doing this. I'm not gonna see you again.

Emma: I know, that makes sense.

Adam: Bye.

Vera (Pink Floyd)

Does anybody here remember Vera Lynn 
Remember how she said that 
We would meet again 
Some sunny day 
Vera! Vera! 
What has become of you 
Does anybody else in here 
Feel the way I do ? 

No Strings Attached

Mom: You know I worry about you sometimes.
Emma: Why, this is about me not having a date?
Mom: No, I know that you can dance alone, and I know that you'll be fine. You're always fine.
Emma: So...
Mom: I don't know. When we lost your father I couldn´t stand seeing you in pain, and I think you knew that; And I think that you got good at being strong for me. But I'm telling you, be hurt. I can take it. The world can take it. Ok?