Quotes from Wendy Walker

Sitting on my bed with all these things I used to love but not loving them anymore, I just wanted to set them on fire. That's when I knew I was never going to be all right again.

In spite of everything she did that she shouldn't have done, and everything she didn't do that she should have, something that felt like love was in her and she would take it out at times like this and show it to us and make us hunger for more. All of us, each in our own way.

I wanted to peel myself off of me.

He was that driven, that smart. But he could not sit still within himself.

Every brain is different. And so must be every course of therapy.

Una de las grandes vergüenzas de la experiencia humana es que solo sabemos adoptar la conducta adecuada cuando ya es muy tarde.

hace falta mucha más entereza para manifestar emociones que para reprimirlas.

We have more than enough people to remind us of that, to give us dispassionate evaluations of our mediocrity.

But Owen agreed to settle, to spare the children. Anyone who's worked in that field knows that the person who cares more about the children usually loses.

Feelings do not require justification.

Things may need to be said, but not necessarily heard by the other.

How is it we can do those things, things that feel permanent, like even if the relationship ended, those feelings would still be there? It makes me not believe in anything, in any feeling, in any profession, in any love at all. It's all just bullshit. Just hormones and lust and needs and filling people's gaps, the holes in their souls. We all just use each other, don't we? Nothing is what it seems.

I think that when you see a woman who has sex power but chooses not to use it, she is someone you can trust. -'Cass

Tengo muy claro que los hombres tienen una responsabilidad, y que es necesario que se den cuenta de que en cuestiones sexuales no estamos en igualdad de condiciones. Y no solo por fisiología. Por psicología también, porque las chicas todavía se sienten presionadas a hacer cosas que no quieren, y los chicos, los hombres, entienden muy poco cómo lo viven ellas

el brusco despertar no fue lo que ella había dicho, sino la constatación de que los adultos pueden equivocarse, pueden ser estúpidos, ineptos y holgazanes en su labor, y que no siempre te creen aunque les estés contando la verdad. Y cuando estas personas estúpidas e ineptas que no ven más allá de sus narices tienen poder sobre ti, cuando no se creen lo que les estás contando, pueden ocurrir cosas malas

Nunca he sido capaz de expresar mis sentimientos exteriormente, como Emma. Pero eso no significa que no los tenga por dentro

Pero es que sucede algo cuando abrazas a alguien o te abrazan a ti. Hace que te sientas mejor. Aleja esas indeseables sensaciones de no valer nada.

No creo que haya ninguna muerte indolora, aunque solo dure un segundo. Aunque nos corten la cabeza o nos disparen en el corazón. La vida es demasiado fuerte para desaparecer sin algún tipo de sufrimiento.

Wir glauben, was wir glauben wollen. Wir glauben, was wir glauben müssen. Möglicherweise gibt es keinen Unterschied zwischen wollen und müssen. Ich weiß es nicht. Aber ich weiß, dass die Wahrheit sich uns einziehen kann, sie kann sich hinter unseren blinden Flecken verstecken, hinter unseren Vorurteilen, unseren hungrigen Herzen, die sich nach Ruhe sehnen. Doch sie ist immer da, wenn wir die Augen öffnen und versuchen, sie zu sehen. Wenn wir wirklich versuchen sie zu sehen.

If you were to touch a hot stove and burn your hand, but later were made to forget how you got the burn, your body would still have the fear of being burned. Only it would not be activated only by hear, or a red-hot burner on a stove. It would come and go at its leisure, and you would have no idea how to stop it.

People are crazy, he says. Havent you figured that out? No one is what they seem. And the older we get, the better we hide.

happiness is a state of mind. The glass is half empty. The glass is half full. It's pouring rain. The flowers will grow. I am going to die one day. I am alive on this day.

We love people for who they are and how they make us feel. We can usually tolerate their faults and keep them to ourselves, But once we see any reflection of ourselves in their eyes that is not the one we want to see, that we need to see to feel good, the backbone of the love is broken.

This is what we need from our parents, more than the truth about how small we are. We will have more than enough people to remind us of that, to give us dispassionate evaluations of our mediocrity.