I saw FLCL while in college, and it defined my existentialist, angst-ridden phase. It was The Catcher in the Rye of my young adulthood. The definitive bildungsroman. That, and Chungking Express. And Amelie.
I vow never to die happy until I do something at least matching FLCL's scope and depth.
I don't care how long it takes, or what I have to do. I'd sell my soul to do something as impactful as FLCL. I'd spend the rest of eternity in hell itself, just so I could do something this good.