Valentin: What the hell? Adèle: Why tell everyone we went to a gay bar? Why the fuck would you do that? Valentin: It's not the end of the world... Adèle: It is! They all think I'm a lesbian, eat pussy, and check out her ass!
I have to be careful, as I don't want to offend Midlanders, but growing up, it wasn't like growing up in London. Anything you were interested in, you'd be able to find someone also interested in it. In the Midlands, nobody came out as gay at my schoo...
For instance, one big issue in hip hop is the gay thing. It's 2013, and it's a shame that, to this day, that topic still gets people all excited. It's crazy. And it makes me upset that this topic even matters when it comes to hip hop, because it make...
I didn't get bullied any more than anybody else. I think I got bullied more for being poor than being gay. But no more than any other kid. And I'm sure that I did my fair share of picking on other kids, too. We're all humans.
Anybody can be unhappy. We can all be hurt. You don't have to be poor to need something or somebody. Rednecks, hippies, misfits - we're all the same. Gay or straight? So what? It doesn't matter to me. We have to be concerned about other people, regar...
Some days, the music is not in tune, but it's always a song worth singing. That's the best description of a good marriage I've ever heard...
To be fully seen by somebody, then, and be loved anyhow - this is a human offering that can border on miraculous.
Beauty is more a danger than intelligence or wit. One becomes a living mirror for the inadequacies of others.
I was a veritable Johnny Appleseed of grand expectations, and all I reaped for my trouble was a harvest of bitter fruit.
There was no better path to autonomy for an ambitious young businesswoman than to be married off to a respectable corpse.
She seemed to think that one of the perks of marriage was that it gave you rights of comment and intrusion over single people's love lives.
Most marriages don't add two people together. They subtract one from the other.
In both marriage and war you must cut up the things people say like a cake and eat only what you can stomach.
I was very happy in both my marriages. I was unfaithful and so were they, just like any other normal couple.
When we mother well, we teach our children to embrace the moral obligations that build solid relationships, healthy marriages, and secure families.
Anything of worth is costly: devotion to Christ, a strong marriage, financial responsibility, a life of integrity, and of course, fearlessly feminine mothering.
It's part of the marriage vows. Didn't you read the fine print? To have and to harass.
She says what holds their marriage together is that she feels too damn sorry for him to ask for a divorce.
What made marriage so difficult back then was yet again that instigator of so many other sorts of heartbreak: the oversize brain.
But there's no emergency kit for marriage. No neat plan you can turn to when the ground shifts beneath your feet.
War and marriage and childbirth had passed over her without touching any deep chord within her and she was unchanged.
