Because when you hate something, you stop doing it.
You bring the color and the life. It’s a lucky man who is offered that color and life, and a wise one who values it.
Potholes and bumps? Welcome to the world. Every road gas them. They’re there to be navigated, avoided, driven over, or through to the other side. Don’t keep driving into the pothole.
It takes a lot of spine and stomach to make yourself into something when no one gives you a foundation.
Why couldn’t she have this, just enjoy this, without creating obstacles, digging up problems, worrying about mistakes, about tomorrow’s? Why let the maybe’s, the what if’s, the probabilities spoil something so lovely?
We’re not blank slates. What we’ve done, what we’ve survived all go into us.
It’s an exceptional thing to have someone in your life who knows and understands you so well. Who loves who you are. A very exceptional thing.
I want you to take note, Commander, that turning in my badge would be like cutting off my arm. But if it comes down to a choice between the job and my marriage, then I lose the arm.
Don’t ‘honey’ me in that southern-fried twang.
You have to trust or you’re only living half a life.
Then I saw it, and it just grabbed me. That moment, that breath just before destiny, between innocence and power. He’ll pull the sword free. You know it. And in that moment, the world changes. Camelot’s born, Arthur’s fate is sealed. He’ll unite a people, be betrayed by a woman and a friend, and sire the man who’ll kill him. In this moment, he’s a boy. In the next he’ll be a king.
You put something behind you, it’s got its eyes on your back. I’d rather keep it in front of me, so I can see where it’s going.
She’s the light. Before, you can fumble around in the dark or manage in the dim. You don’t even know it’s dim because that’s the way it’s always been. But then, she’s the light. Everything changes. If the light shuts off, or worse, you’re stupid enough to shut it off yourself, it’s a hell of a lot darker than before.
People say to someone they love: I’d die for you. They don’t expect to, of course, have no plans to. They may believe it, or mean it, or it may simply be an expression of devotion. But I know what it means now, I understand that impossible depth of emotion now. And I know you would die for me. You’d put my life before yours to protect me. And that terrifies me.
There could be pockets of normal even in the middle of the awful.
Mothers do, every day. It’s funny, Bo, how a woman can bring two children into the world, raise them up the same way – the same rules and values, indulgences and disciplines. And still two separate people come out of it all.
To crave forever is to dismiss the beauty and wonder of the cycle.
You have a sixty-seven GTO convertible, in factory red.” He stood in reverent silence for ten full seconds. “I think you have to marry me now. You’re the first woman besides Loo who’s seen her and known what she is. I’m pretty sure we’re engaged.
Love shouldn’t be hard.” “There I think you’re wrong. I think it should be the hardest thing there is, then it’s not so easily given away, or taken away, or just lost.
If you don’t tell her just that, if you don’t give her your heart, Aidan, if you don’t bare it for her and give her the time to trust what she sees there, you’ll never have her.