All Quotes By Tag: Relationships

“This is what our love is––a sacred pattern of unbroken unity sewn flawlessly invisible inside all other images, thoughts, smells, and sounds.”

“Even before we met and long after we’re both gone, my heart lives inside of yours. I’m forever and ever in love with you.”

“When we do the hard, intimate work of friendship, we bring a little more of the divine into daily life.”

“When you can’t reach the standards of another’s heart you must ask yourself, “What value do I put on my soul that I would subject myself to such rejection?”

“Bad luck with women is a determined man’s road to success. For every affliction, he makes, out of indignation, yet another advancement in order to exceed the man that the woman chose over him. This goes to show that great men are made great because they once learned how to fight the feeling of rejection.”

“Mine Enemy is growing old –I have at last Revenge –The Palate of the Hate departs –If any would avenge Let him be quick — the Viand flits –It is a faded Meat –Anger as soon as fed is dead –‘Tis starving makes it fat”

“Your words like wings gravity they defy.My heart like a leaf on the wind catchin’ rides.We make too much sense to foolishly pass it by.So I’m taking a rainbow up to the 5th floor.Steppin’ out to see that you’re really worth more.”

“Sometimes we place faith in the wrong people for the right reasons. We’re too blind to their faults, and they’re too blind to appreciate us.—Brighton Hayes”

“Love is supposed to be based on trust, and trust on love, it’s something rare and beautiful when people can confide in each other without fearing what the other person will think.”

“All the black leathershe needsis the E-Z boy reclinerwhere her love is parkedwith one of his hands wrapped around a remote,the other, a bottle of beer.She’s right. It’s kinky.The way he doesn’t look awayfrom the TV,as her head bobsin his laplike a fisherman’s floaton a nature program,hecticwith the pacehis breath sets.His crotch swellsunder her mouth’sprowess. He’s sucha sweethearthe waitsuntil thecommercialsto come.”

“I love you,” he said, his voice catching. “When I thought you were going to die, I wanted to die.”

“I always watch you. You consume my every thought.”

“As for myself: I had come to the conclusion that there was nothing sacred about myself or any human being, that we were all machines, doomed to collide and collide and collide. For want of anything better to do, we became fans of collisions. Sometimes I wrote well about collisions, which meant I was a writing machine in good repair. Sometimes I wrote badly, which meant I was a writing machine in bad repair. I no more harbored sacredness than did a Pontiac, a mousetrap, or a South Bend Lathe.”

“Gerisik angan dan deru lembut laju harapan.Waktu itu adalah menit-menit akhir menjelang malam di Bukit Angin. Daun-daun berwarna-warni dalam berbagai wujud melayang ke langit dan berkumpul mengelilingi puncak pusaran angin. Di sana, di balik awan, beradalah studio Sang Pelukis.”

“I live for sex. I celebrate it, and relish the electricity of it, with every fibre of my being. I can see no better reason for being alive.”