Every experience in life, everything with which we have come in contact in life, is a chisel which
has been cutting away at our life statue, molding, modifying, shaping it. We are part of all we
have met.
When you find out you can live without it, you go along not thinking about it.
Excuse me, but can I be you for awhile?
You're special.
No, I'm not. You just want me to be.
Just because you're accepted doesn't mean you belong.
And then I felt sad because I realized that once people are broken in certain ways, they
can't ever be fixed, and this is something nobody ever tells you when you are young and it never
fails to surprise you as you grow older and you see the people in your life break one by one.
You wonder when your turn is going to be, or if it's already happened.
You've never wanted to know me before, little or no association, leave me alone, I want to
live.
I am the center of my universe. Everyone else is either a star, a black hole, or an
insignificant speck of useless matter.
I'm so close, but it feels like you're so far.
A great friend of mine once told me, "If you hug someone, don't be the first to let go."
Sometimes, I wish I were a little kid again, skinned knees are easier to fix than broken
hearts.
Sometimes you need to let go a little to realize what you need to hold on to.
Holding you, I held everything.
Under this mask of a woman lies a frightened little girl.
More isn't always better. Sometimes, it's just more.
I can do without many things with no hardship - you are not one of them.
Smash my skull if you like. You'll never get what's inside.
A cynic is a man who, when he smells flowers, looks around for a coffin.
If you can't convince them, confuse them.
You need an infinite stretch of time ahead of you to start to think, infinite energy to
make the smallest decision. The world is getting denser. The immense number of useless projects
is bewildering. Too many things have to be put in to balance up an uncertain scale. You can't
disappear anymore. You die in a state of total indecision.
I guess at a certain point, you don't ask questions because you don't really want the
answers.
Before strongly desiring anything, we should look carefully into the happiness of its
present owner.
It's not your responsibility to explain yourself to everyone you meet, you simply have to
answer to yourself.
You don't want to be the bad in anybody's day. Unless of course, they deserve it.
Of the twins, the least said the better. They have been spoiled so rotten that they smell
of corruption. Neither has ever been forced to do anything he or she did not want to do. They
have two voices: a whine; a scream. They have no graces at all.
I tell you: one must have chaos in one to give birth to a dancing star. I tell you: you
still have chaos in you.
It takes both rain and sunshine to make a rainbow. . .
You can't stop something that's inside of you.
If I could be granted a wish, I'd shine in your eye like a jewel.
I don't understand why God would let us meet, if there was no way we could ever be together.
Everything I've ever done has been for you. Anything that might be special in me. . . is
you.
If you are going to walk on thin ice you might as well dance.
"How does one become a butterfly?" she asked.
"You must want to fly so much that you are willing to give up being a caterpillar."
There are two types of mints you never turn down in life: breath mints and compliments.
Either way, someone is trying to tell you something.
Have a heart that never hardens, and a temper that never tires, and a touch that never hurts.
May your troubles be written on the seashores where they will be washed away with the waves.
How can I go forward if I don't know which way I'm facing?
We meet ourselves time and again in a thousand disguises on the path of life.
You can discover more about a person in an hour of play than in a year of conversation.
I wonder if I will ever find someone who would be willing to pick up the million broken
pieces of my heart.
And if you were to say 'come with me' even now, I might go.
It is better to be looked over than overlooked.
We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence is therefore not an act, but a habit.
How noble is the sad heart who would sing a joyous song with joyous hearts.
He who would understand a woman, or dissect genius, or solve the mystery of silence is the
very man whowould wake from a beautiful dream to sit at a breakfast table.
We often borrow from our tomorrows to pay our debts to our yesterdays.
If your heart is a volcano how shall you expect flowers to bloom in your hands?
Only those beneath me can envy or hate me. I have never been envied nor hated; I am above
no one. Only those above me can praise or belittle me. I have never been praised nor belittled; I
am below no one.
Is there a greater fault than being conscious of the other person's faults?
Fame is the shadow of passion standing in the light.
The nearest to my heart are a king without a kingdom and a poor man who does not know how
to beg.
How shall my heart be unsealed unless it is broken.
Mikey's father, the champion of all pint drinkers, is like my uncle Pa Keating, he doesn't
give a fiddler's fart what the world says and that's the way I'd like to be myself.
. . . 'tis hard to hold on to the faith with the snobbery that's in it.
