If only it were possible to love without injury – fidelity isn’t enough: I had been faithful to Anne and yet I had injured her. The hurt is in the act of possession: we are too small in mind and body to possess another person without pride or to ...
When we ask we are owning our needs. Asking for love, comfort or understanding is a transaction between two people. You are saying: I have a need. It's not your problem. It's not your responsibility. You don't have to respond, but I'd like something ...
Sometimes we take our love ones for granted that we forget to show them how much they meant to us until they’re gone. Sometimes we allow the negative energy from a few disputes we had with each other to conceal the many joys we had with one anoth...
I dream dark dreams. I dream of a figure moving through the forest, of children flying from his path, of young women crying at his coming. I dream of snow and ice, of bare branches and moon-cast shadows. I dream of dancers floating in the air, steppi...
Having second thoughts?” Puck’s voice was soft and dangerous, a far cry from his normal flippancy. “I thought we put this behind us for now.” “Never,” I said, matching his stare. “I can’t ever take it back, Goodfellow. I’m still goi...
Golde: Tevye! Tevye! Tevye: What is it? Golde: It's Chava. She left home this morning, with Fyedka. Tevye: What? Golde: I've looked everywhere for her. I even went to the priest. He told me they were married. Tevye: Married? Golde: Yes. Tevye: Well.....
Idgie Threadgoode: One time, there this this lake [pause] Idgie Threadgoode: and uh, it was right outside of town. We used to go fishin' and swimmin' and canoein' in it, and uh [sniffle] Idgie Threadgoode: this one November this flock o'ducks came in...
Helene McCready: [crying] I know I fucked up. I just want my daughter back. I swear to God, I won't use no drugs no more. I won't even go out; I'll be fucking straight. Cross my heart. Patrick Kenzie: [comforting her] It's all right. We're gonna find...
[Enid and Seymour enter the Sidewinder to see Josh scooping some ice cream for a little girl] Enid: Hi, Josh. Josh: Hi. Enid: Just stopping by to say "hi". Josh: Yeah. Enid: This is my friend, Seymour. [Josh turns round, recognizes Seymour from the d...
Helen: [sobbing] Now I'm losing him! What'll I do? What'll I do? Edna: What are you talking about? Helen: [stops crying] Huh? Edna: [shouts] You are Elastigirl! My God... [swatting Helen with a newspaper] Edna: Pull-yourself-together! "What will you ...
[Sardarji talks for the first time] Silent Sardarji: You're leaving? [Anjali and Mr. Almeida are shocked. Sardarji is crying] Silent Sardarji: Please don't go. Please don't go. [a teary-eyed Anjali hugs him and begins to leave] Rahul Khanna: Anjali? ...
[Joanna is crying] Ted Kramer: Hi, what's up? Tell me. What? What's the matter? Joanna Kramer: I woke up this morning, kept thinking about Billy and I was thinking about him waking up in his room with his little clouds all around that I painted and I...
Gollum: [Sméagol is sobbing] Sméagol... Why does he cry, Sméagol? Smeagol: Cruel men hurts us. Master tricksed us. Gollum: Of course he did. I told you he was tricksy. I told you he was false. Smeagol: Master is our friend... our friend. Gollum: M...
Real Harvey: I felt more alone that week than any. Sometimes I'd feel a body lying next to me like an amputee feels a phantom limb. All I did was think about Jennie Gerhardt and Alice Quinn and all the decades of people I had known. The more I though...
You know, you hear about these movements for women, and for children, and for people who are any race but white, and you think that it's about time that men got a movement. Think about it. Guys can't play the piano, or dance, or sing. We can't cry, o...
I feel there will be a time. A time when there will be no agony. I will never cry. There will come a time when my smile will be genuine. You will be able to tell. I feel there will come a time when the winds will carry all the wrinkles away when the ...
The Little Boy and the Old Man Said the little boy, "Sometimes I drop my spoon." Said the old man, "I do that too." The little boy whispered, "I wet my pants." I do that too," laughed the little old man. Said the little boy, "I often cry." The old ma...
An oak tree and a rosebush grew, Young and green together, Talking the talk of growing things- Wind and water and weather. And while the rosebush sweetly bloomed The oak tree grew so high That now it spoke of newer things- Eagles, mountain peaks and ...
A Book I Can Put Down I’m halfway through and I’ve gotten used to the way it wants to be read. This writer wants to spoon it up, wants to watch me swallow it. This writer makes a point of good deeds, clean living, god and country, when what I wan...
We are not evil. We don't harm or seduce people. We are not dangerous. We are ordinary people like you. We have families, jobs, hopes, and dreams. We are not a cult. This religion is not a joke. We are not what you think we are from looking at T.V. W...
It feels like everything I do is inspired, each thing I do is worthwhile, and it's true that when I write it feels divine. Why else would I search for something that I could never find? Why all the endless nights asking the almighty for a sign? Why o...
