• Live or die, But don't poison everything.
  • If I can't be beautiful, I want to be invisible.
  • Give me rampant intellectualism as a coping mechanism.
  • What I want is to be needed. What I need is to be indispensable to somebody. Who I need is somebody that will eat up all my free time, my ego, my attention. Somebody addicted to me. A mutual addiction.
  • I understand feeling as small and as insignificant as humanly possible. And how it can actually ache in places you didn't know you had inside you. And it doesn't matter how many new haircuts you get, or gyms you join, or how many glasses of chardonnay you drink with your girlfriends... you still go to bed every night going over every detail and wonder what you did wrong or how you could have misunderstood. And how in the hell for that brief moment you could think that you were that happy. And sometimes you can even convince yourself that he'll see the light and show up at your door. And after all that, however long all that may be, you'll go somewhere new. And you'll meet people who make you feel worthwhile again. And little pieces of your soul will finally come back. And all that fuzzy stuff, those years of your life that you wasted, that will eventually begin to fade.
  • A man capable of love is a rare thing indeed. Sure he’ll cry at a film, but when all passion is spent his mind will turn to labors of logic like mending a watch. Some say that art is love, but is love an art a fusion of instinct and technique a juggling of agony and ecstasy by a cruel and tender will. Men like the idea of love. Pleasant conversation plus sex, the rituals of romance venerate this airy notion in which everyone seems to believe. The civilizing forces of words and meaning are at work solving the sloppy mystery of love. One day men will work it out.
  • It is the fear of loss that erases the desire to affirm experiences in another person’s memory. It invariably strips away the intimacy, and evaporates the nuance, making everything less pure, less mine.
  • What lasts lasts, what doesn't , doesn't. Time solves most things. and what time can't solve , you have to solve yourself.... life is a lot more fragile than we think. So you should treat others in a way that leaves no regrets, fairly and if possible sincerely. It's too easy not to make the effort, then weep and wring you hands after the person dies.
  • Isn't everything we do in life a way to be loved a little more?
  • I do not regret the things I have done, but those I did not do.
  • Just remember.. the sweet is never as sweet without the sour.
  • And all that i need is all i see in you, and only you.
  • I want unintentional love. i want inconvenient, i need you all the time, love.
  • And because i love you more and more each day, today more than yesterday but less than tomorrow.
  • The eyes of others our prisons; their thoughts our cages - virginia woolf
  • To look life in the face, always, to look life in the face, and to know it for what it is...at last, to love it for what it is, and then to put it away. - virginia woolf
  • Life speeds up as you age, so take everything as it comes. Hold on tight and enjoy the ride.
  • You're so bitter, bitter and so sweet, Oh, I could drink a case of you, darling
  • “And above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. Those who don’t believe in magic will never find it.” – Roald Dahl.
  • I still don’t understand why people have trouble owning what they are or what they want to be.
  • Evil loves innocence.
jul 30 2007 ∞
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