A good quote from the movie: The Hurt Locker.
Staff Sergeant William James: [Speaking to his son] You love playing with that. You love playing with all your stuffed animals. You love your Mommy, your Daddy. You love your pajamas. You love everything, don't ya? Yea. But you know what, buddy? As you get older... some of the things you love might not seem so special anymore. Like your Jack-in-a-Box. Maybe you'll realize it's just a piece of tin and a stuffed animal. And the older you get, the fewer things you really love. And by the time you get to my age, maybe it's only one or two things. With me, I think it's one.
How true? When we were young, we love almost everything we see. From coins, to our toys, to the adults' handphones, to cars passing, to the birds in the sky, to even the lights turning on or the cold air blowing out of the white box. We get fascinated by many things. But as time goes by, we get older, and the things we loved gets lesser and lesser. Things we used to love becomes worthless and not as special or lovable anymore.
Why?
Will I be loved when I'm no longer here?
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