Quotes from Tiffanie DeBartolo

Doug cleared his throat and said, "Bonnie Raitt once told me coincidence is God's way of staying anonymous.

no matter how strong it was, love alone couldn't turn a speck of dust into a galaxy of stars.

If your intentions are pure I'm seeking a friend for the end of the world

I give off good vibes," he said. "Kids, dogs, and middle-aged divorcées like me.

These clever goddamn people. They really know how to play a guy. But holy Hell, their biggest skill is raping you, all the while making you think you're having consensual sex.

I have everything on my side except destiny

Realizing that no matter how much you love somebody, no matter how desperately you want a relationship to work, life can act as an oxidizer and corrode it to pieces.

Forget the noose. Forget the Iron Maiden. Forget the electric chair or the guillotine. The mind was mankind's most painful torture chamber, the blessed liberty to cogitate offering either doom or salvation, depending on one's disposition.

How much do you wanna bet the last man standing in a battle is usually the biggest fool of all?" Absorbing his words was like taking a drink of hot tea. They burned on the way down, but soothed my insides once they had time to cool off. We

No one respects the flame quite like the fool who's badly burned.

And sure, I could've stayed where I was, continued working my nowhere job, living in my nowhere apartment, eventually marry some nowhere man, have a few kids and anesthetize myself with provincial monotony like most of my peers had done, and before I knew it I'd be six feet under. I wanted more.

Our love became a casualty of my family tree

I thought, Hell, that's pretty quick for a woman with Lee press-on nails.

My lust never flourished arbitrarily. Life had never been that easy for me.

No one commits suicide because they want to die." "Then why do they do it?" "Because they want to stop the pain.

I need you. I need to hear your voice." I pressed the delete button.

It was on those trips that I learned to respect and love the shortcomings of the city as one might respect and love a scar on the body of a loved one

Call me now it's all right It's just the end of the world You need a friend in the world 'Cause you can't hide So call and I'll get right back If your intentions are pure I'm seeking a friend for the end of the world

For what it's worth, I think happiness is a fleeting condition, not a permanent goddamn state of mind. I've learned that if you chase after moments of bliss here and there, sometimes those moments will sustain you through the shit.

I wanted to be enough to fill the universe inside of Jacob Grace. But I guessed that no matter how strong it was, love alone couldn't turn a speck of dust into a galaxy of stars.

I'd become quite a master prevaricator.

I don't want to look like a goddamn fan."you are a goddamn fan". I know, but I don't want to look like one.

I'm tempted to tell you that you think too much, but I'm not really one to talk

I didn't know if he was crying for what he'd lost, or for what he'd never had, but there was a beauty in his tears that moved me more than I could ever explain with words—a beauty in the honesty of his sadness, in the grace of it's purity. It was holy water raining down from the clouds in his eyes, falling to the sand then being carried back to the source from which it came—his blessed sea.