Mi propio sermón de la siete palabras

Este año, motivo amistad con un cura, le puse cuidado al famoso sermón de las siete palabras. Ya saben (por que saben, cierto??) ese que se hace con las últimas frases de Cristo antes de morir. Y la verdad, si la iglesia pretende conseguir seguidores con semejantes ladrillos de sermones, y con este calor, van muy mal. Yo por que me anclaba a la silla la amistad, pero hasta ahí...

La iglesia debería decirle a uno cosas que le sirvieran para uso practico y cotidiano. Como si lo hace la televisión y el cine. Por que todo se aprende en el cine, ya lo hemos dicho antes. Y entonces me puse a buscar por ahí, en mis series favoritas, por supuesto, las frases que marcarían mi sermón de las siete palabras. Y bueno, al final salieron un poquito feministas (lo siento, genio y figura) pero serían algo así:

• He doesn't even know me. The least he could do is wait to get to know me before he rejects me.
• He got scared? ... When I get scared, I hide under the covers, not between somebody's legs.
• I do not pick the wrong guys. They pick me.
• After a while, you just want to be with the one who makes you laugh.
• We lead our lives, and when they end, sometimes we leave a little of ourselves behind. Sometimes we leave money, a painting, sometimes we leave a kind word. And sometimes, we leave an empty space.
• I'd say I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I'm not. I excel at not giving a shit. Experience has taught me that interest begets expectation, and expectation beget disappointment, so the key to avoiding disappointment is to avoid interest. A equals B equals C Equals A, or whatever. I also don't have a lot of interest in being a good person or a bad person. From what I can tell, either way, you're screwed. Bad people are punished by society's laws, and good people are punished by Murphy's Law. So you see my dilemma.
• The concept is absurd. The idea that we can only be complete with another person is evil! Right?
• If there's any kind of magic in this world, it must be in the attempt of understanding someone, sharing something. I know, it's almost impossible to succeed, but... who cares, really? The answer must be in the attempt.
• You know, I have this awful paranoid thought that feminism was mostly invented by men so that they could like, fool around a little more.

Y si, no se preocupen, yo se que salieron 10, pero es que reducir las cosas a 7 todavía se me complica mucho. Y finalmente...habría incluso muchas muchas mas.