Brenda Chenowith quotes from Six Feet Under

Brenda

Well, we're all wounded. We carry our wounds around with us through life, and eventually they kill us. Things happen that leave a mark in space, in time. In us.

Brenda

No mistake, you guys are undertakers. You take every fucking feeling you have, put it in a box and bury it.

Brenda

You know what I find interesting? If you lose a spouse, you're called a widow or a widower. If you're a child and you lose your parents, then you're an orphan. But what's the word to describe a parent who loses a child? I guess that's just too fucking awful to even have a name.

Brenda

That's the thing about depression: if you really allow yourself to feel it, it gets very boring very fast.

Brenda

Academia is one huge circle jerk. All the sequestered people desperately defending the one good idea they have had in their lives.

Brenda

You know, it's just so sad that you can love somebody so much and have absolutely no idea what's going on in their head.

Brenda

All we have is this moment, right here, right now. The future is just a fucking concept that we use to avoid being alive today. So be here... now.

Brenda

I wouldn't change anything. If you change one thing, that changes everything. And some things are the way they should be.

Brenda

I can't believe how much money I've spent fucking up my life.

Brenda

Well, when you think about it, this ceremony does the same thing. You want to go so that when Maya grows up you can say that you were there.

Brenda

I really don't feel like making dinner for a woman who hates me.

Brenda

[to Maggie] What is this, some Quaker thing? You fuck someone's husband to death, then you bring them a quiche?

Brenda

I don't want any children.

Nate

Wow! Who said anything about children?

Brenda

I was referring to you.

Nate

This is my … uh, my girlfriend, Brenda.

Brenda

I prefer the term "fuck puppet."

Brenda

You don't really believe in God, do you?

Nate

Well yeah. I mean, I don't believe in a bearded little old man up in a cloud but I believe in something. Some sort of undefinable creative force.

Brenda

I think it's all just totally random.

Nate

Really?

Brenda

Yeah. We live, we die. Ultimately, nothing means anything.

Nate

How can you live like that?

Brenda

I don't know. Sometimes I wake up so fucking empty that I wish I'd never been born, but what choice do I have?