Where does the family start? It starts with a young man falling in love with a girl - no superior alternative has yet been found.
I am often disgusted at hearing young people I know, declare that they are afraid of doing this or that, because they MIGHT be killed.
Many people, especially young people, would like to be more independent and on their own. But it is very difficult and they suffer from feelings of isolation. I think that is one reason why young readers support my work.
And the young people in the 1960's identified with it immediately, because, I guess the young people had been having years of repression really. They felt that the, you know, after the war everything was very austere, particularly in Europe.
Randy: Can I get you something? Second Jive Dude: 'S'mofo butter layin' me to da' BONE! Jackin' me up... tight me! Randy: I'm sorry, I don't understand. First Jive Dude: Cutty say 'e can't HANG! Jive Lady: Oh, stewardess! I speak jive. Randy: Oh, goo...
The old man looks death in the eye, the young man keeps him behind his back.
Eat your fish while it is still fresh and marry the girl while she is still young.
If you lie upon roses when you're young, you'll lie upon thorns when you're old.
The young magpie that pulls feathers out of his mother thinks that he is showing gratitude in that way.
They had painted a lady leaning her arms on the sill of the window. This lady was waiting for a husband. Her flesh was slack and she was some forty-five years old. Perhaps she had been waiting since she was fifteen. A rose and mauve lady that had not...
Words cannot express my disappointment that I must pass on the invitation to once again witness your gelatinous buttocks swaying as you try to climb a greased pole naked in search of athletic glory. Sadly, the last occasion on which I witnessed this ...
Office Lady: Can I help you? Natalie: Oh, we're just, uh, waiting for Mr. Richardson. He said he had to finish a phone call. Office Lady: [skeptically] Okay. Keith: [as soon as the office lady closes the door] Goddamn that Richardson! Natalie: Yeah! ...
Prince Ashitaka: [Sees riflemen readying guns] It's a trap. No, wait! Princess of the wolf-gods, don't go down there! Go back to the forest! Listen to me, please, don't throw your life away! Gonza: [Turns to Lady Eboshi] Shall I stop him? Lady Eboshi...
It was truly an abomination of nature that one always found the most comfortable spot in the bed five minutes before one had to leave it.
The very smell of tobacco is abominable, for one cannot get it out of the curtains, and there is little pleasure in existence unless the curtains are all right.
Reason has always been obliterated by the sensation of profound solitude, perhaps that is why we replace the aching of isolation with the anguish of abuse.
The realization was becoming clearer: How could she expect others to trust her with the intricacies of their lives if she was not not willing to reveal hers?
She has the mysterious solitude of ambiguous states; she hovers in a no-man’s land between life and death, sleeping and waking.
I dreamt of bears so vividly that I woke with a furry death hug at my throat, but feeling quite refreshed.
I am, at this moment, what I have always been to him: an object of beauty. He has never loved me as a woman.
Better to have a messy home and happy children than a perfect yard and unhappy children
