My momma once told me, you don’t need to be pushed in order to fall. I don’t think you’ll need to do much pushing, Jessica.
But I want to be your only source of romantic situations from this point forward.
I want enduring love. And, if people are honest with themselves, I think that’s what everyone wants.
The beauty of human relationships is sharing burdens?” “More or less. But burdens don’t grow lighter if both people are contributing equally. Life isn’t a fifty-fifty split, that’s just being lazy. Burdens are weightless, worlds change, and love endures when both people are contributing their maximum.
I just feel sorry for men now. It must be frustrating to be so feeble and limited.
You’re going to bend, and so am I. We’re going to compromise, negotiate, and distract each other. Being together means our priorities are going to change. That’s what happens when you make space for another person. Comfort zones will be stretched.
Old things have soul. Then to me she’d add on a whisper, ‘And young things have spirit.
You infect me, body and soul, with primitive thoughts of claiming and conquering. I do not know who I am when I touch you. I am no longer civilized, I am blood and heat and lust. I barely recognize myself.
Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of their reality.” – Edgar Allan Poe.
Only you get to decide how you stand, what you stand for, and when you do it.
I love to read, but I’m not a writer. I love philosophy, but I’m not a philosopher. I love art, but I can’t paint, I can’t draw or sculpt. I love movies and the theater, but I’m a terrible actor. Therefore, I’m a patron.
I will do anything to prove that to you. I will do anything to prove that what we have is worth a battle. What we have is worth a war.
Who thinks, I’m going to cheat on my girlfriend, but I’ve got too much of a social conscience to leave my condom wrapper on the floor – heaven forbid I litter.
She told me I should be proud of my healthy shape and healthy body and love it and treasure it because it was mine. No one, she said, could tell me what to think of my body. If I let another person’s opinion matter I was giving him or her control over me, and I had complete control over my own self-image.
I’ve never been a fan of funerals for more than the obvious reasons. Of the emotions, mourning in particular feels like something that should be sacred and intensely private.
In all honesty, I’d enjoyed the horse ride more than the man ride. At least the horse had been a stallion.
Let me explain what happened. I’ll try to keep it as emotion free as possible for the sake of all the people who can’t deal with the ups and the downs, and the drama and the angst. This is because I’m one of those people. I can’t deal with the drama. Admittedly, this is likely because I was raised in a drama-free household. I once tried being dramatic when I was fourteen. My mother told me to add it to the calendar.
Musicians are like lightbulbs, they burn hot and bright, but can’t be screwed more than once.
She was a superhero. She was my hero. Therefore, moments when she allowed herself to display vulnerability were distressing. It was like watching Superman struggle through a bout of kryptonite exposure.
Never try to be other than you are. You are perfection, just as you are.