For most people, the question why be good - as distinguished from merely law abiding - is a simple one. Because God commands it, because the Bible requires it, because good people go to Heaven and bad people go to Hell.
I can't decide whether I'm a good girl wrapped up in a bad girl, or if I'm a bad girl wrapped up in a good girl. And that's how I know I'm a woman!
Between ourselves, there is no such thing, abstractly, as a 'good' book. A book is 'good' only when it meets some human hunger or refutes some human error.
The attitude you pose is greatly influenced by the links of friendships you bookmark. Good friends, good attitudes; best friends, best attitudes. Guess what for toxic friends...!
You meet a new guy, analyze him, not good for marriage, not good for a relationship, not good for fucking, maybe excepting the very drunk mood, so, conclusion: this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.
I will not let myself down like that -- I also know what feels good and it doesn't feel good to harbor anger and resentment ... We do have tools to work through stuff. Everybody does.
I got my wife a mood ring. It works real good! When shes in a good mood it turns blue, but when shes in a bad mood theres a red mark across my forehead
Shadow: It's Shadow... Zorg: Zorg here. Shadow: Am I disturbing you? Zorg: Oh no... no, no... I was... just... W-Where are you? Shadow: Not far now. Zorg: Good... good, good...
Edward R. Murrow: Funny thing, Freddie, every time you light a cigarette for me, I know you're lying.
Edward R. Murrow: Did you know that Shirley and Joe are married? Fred Friendly: Yeah. Edward R. Murrow: Did everybody know?
Coco Lenoix: Honey, you're a good kid, but what you're telling me is a load of horse puckey. Even though it comes from a good place.
Cop: You tagged him good. Cop: Don't take no chances. Perforate the fool! John Hartigan: [turns around and shoots them] Good advice.
Marie: Everybody thinks they have good taste and a sense of humor but they couldn't possibly all have good taste.
My parents would not permit ugly language in the house, which was okay with me. I didn't want to learn German anyway.
The situation is like this: they hired our parents to destroy this world, and now they'd like to put us to work rebuilding it, and -- to add insult to injury -- at a profit.
These stories depressed me. Love ruined people's lives, the way our parents said drugs could.
My parents have been married forty-two years. I wonder how many of those were happy.
I identified a basic mistake my parents had made about life: They thought that it would be very wrong if anybody ever laughed at them.
This letter is written on the skin of one of the water sprites who drowned your parents.' 'Ick!' I cried, and dropped the letter on the kitchen table.
When you're a kid, you tend to see the best in your mates. Because at least they're not as bad as your parents.
Parents. Honestly. Sometimes they really do think the world revolves around them.
