Charlie Kaufman never disappoints me. How does love cure nihilism? "I wish you knew me in the places where I didn't allow you in." I love you in pieces, and you leave in pieces. No, you LIVE, in pieces, in my head, eternally.
How happy is the blameless vestal's lot / The world forgetting, by the world forgot / Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind / Each prayer accepted and each wish resigned.