(500) Days of Summer Quotes

Taglines Boy meets girl. Boy falls in love. Girl doesn't.

Narration If Tom had learned anything, it was that you can't ascribe great cosmic significance to a simple Earthly event. Coincidence, that's all anything ever is. Nothing more, than coincidence. Tom had finally learned there are no miracles, there is no such thing as fate, nothing is meant to be. He knew, he was sure of it now. Tom was... he was pretty sure.

Tom Why make something disposable like a building when you can make something that lasts forever, like a greeting card.

Tom Either she's an evil, emotionless, miserable human being, or... she's a robot.

Tom Darling. I don't know how to tell you this, but there's a Chinese family in our bathroom.

Narration Most days of the year are unremarkable. They begin, and they end, with no lasting memories made in between. Most days have no impact on the course of a life. May 23rd was a Wednesday.

Narration This is a story of boy meets girl. The boy, Tom Hansen of Margate, New Jersey, grew up believing that he'd never truly be happy until the day he met the one. This belief stemmed from early exposure to sad British pop music and a total mis-reading of the movie ]. The girl, Summer Finn of Shinnecock, Michigan, did not share this belief. Since the disintegration of her parents marriage she'd only loved two things. The first was her long dark hair. The second was how easily she could cut it off and feel nothing. Tom meets Summer on January 8th. He knows almost immediately she is who he has been searching for. This is a story of boy meets girl, but you should know upfront, this is not a love story.

Summer Colour my life with the chaos of trouble. -quoted from Belle & Sebastian in Summer's high school yearbook.

Tom Roses are reds Violets are Blue, Fuck You Whore!

Tom People don't realize this, but loneliness is underrated.

Tom Well this is, and Rhoda, no disrespect, but um, this is total shit. "Go for it?" "You can do it?" That's not inspirational, that's suicidal! If Pickles goes for it right there that's a dead cat. Lies, we're liars think about it, why do people buy these things? It's not because they wanna say how they feel. People buy cards cause they can't say how they feel or they're afraid to. We provide the service that lets them off the hook. You know what? I say to hell with it. Let's level with America. At least let them speak for themselves, right? I mean look, look. What is this, what does this say? "Congratulations on your new baby." How bout "Congratulations on your new baby, guess that's it for hanging out, nice knowing ya." How bout this one? With all the pretty hearts on the front, I think I know where this one's going. Yup. "Happy Valentine's Day sweetheart, I love you." Isn't that sweet? Ain't love grand? This is exactly what I'm talking about. What does that even mean, love? Do you know? Do you? Anybody? If somebody gave me this card Mr. Vance, I'd eat it. It's these cards, and the movies and the pop songs, they're to blame for all the lies and the heartache, everything. We're responsible. I'M responsible. I think we do a bad thing here. People should be able to say how they feel, how they really feel, not ya know, some words that some stranger put in their mouth. Words like love, that don't mean anything. Sorry, I'm sorry, I um, I quit. There's enough bullshit in the world without my help.

Taglines It was almost like falling in love.

Tom I need to know that you're not gonna wake up tomorrow morning and feel differently.

Summer There's no such thing as love. It's a fantasy.

Narration For Tom Hansen, this was the night where everything changed. That wall Summer so often hid behind - the wall of distance, of space, of "casual" - that wall was slowly coming down. For here was Tom, in her world... a place few had been invited to see with their own eyes. And here was Summer, wanting him there. Him, no one else.

Taglines This is not a love story. This is a story about love.

Author The following is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Especially you Jenny Beckman. Bitch.

Tom You never wanted to be anybody's girlfriend, and now you're someone's wife?

Summer I just kept thinking..."Tom was right". It just wasn't me you were right about.