The rasmus, Armin van Buuren, Paul van Dyk, Xandria Above & Beyond, Martin Shultz

Steins;Gate, Natsume Yuujinchou, Mushishi, Sword Art Online, EF - a tale of memories

Silmarillion, The lord of the rings, Dark Elf trilogy

There are no choices. Nothing but a straight line. The illusion comes afterwards, when you ask "why me?" and "what if?". When you look back and see the branches, like a pruned bonsai tree, or forked lightning. If you had done something differently, it wouldn't be you, it would be someone else looking back, asking a different set of questions.

All this time we got the fable of Sleeping Beauty wrong. The prince didn't kiss her to wake her up. No one who slept for a hundred years is likely to wake up. It was the other way round. He kisses her to wake himself up from the nightmare that has brought him there.

The past is a gaping hole. You try to run from it, but the more you run, the deeper, more terrible it grows behind you, its edges yawning at your heels. Your only chance is to turn around and face it. But it's like looking down into the grave of your love, or kissing the mouth of a gun, a bullet trembling in its dark nest, ready to blow your head off.

Hypothetically, if the only choice you've got is to do the wrong thing, then it's not really the wrong thing, it's more like fate.

Miracles don't exist in this world. All that exists are accidents, inevitabilities and the actions that one takes