Quotes from Patricia Gaffney

I hate jealousy. At least it's its own punishment; it makes me feel like hell.

I often think my life would be a lot easier if I were a mute.

You were the best thing in my life … I did love you. I do. As much as I've ever loved anyone, as much as I can. It feels like a lot – it takes up my whole heart.

I love the slow, warming sensation of my body going numb when I drink.

I hate jealousy. At least it's its own punishment; it makes me feel like hell.

laughter is cathartic and cleansing, that it's good for the body and the soul, and when it's real it's better than sex.

You were the best thing in my life … I did love you. I do. As much as I've ever loved anyone, as much as I can. It feels like a lot – it takes up my whole heart.

I love the slow, warming sensation of my body going numb when I drink.

Little things. The thought of losing them makes them unbearably dear ... I only think of the sweetness. Simple things. The quarter moon, the taste of an orange. The smell of the pages of a new book.

All my life I've wanted to tell people I love them. Fear usually held me back, that they wouldn't care, or they wouldn't hear, or they would take too much from me once they knew.

Bad news doesn't hurt as much, if you hear it in good company. It's like, if somebody pushes you out of a 5th floor window and you bounce off an awning, a car roof, and a pile of plastic garbage bags before you smash onto the pavement, you've got a pretty good chance of surviving.

Imagine me maintaining anybody's equilibrium.

Never throw love away, never neglect it. Never assume you'll find better love somewhere else. Take it wherever you're lucky enough to find it, and always try to return it in kind. Don't take so much for granted.

I was small enough to mind that Rudy had a good friend other than me.

Misery alternates with euphoria.

Fear kills. Protecting yourself backfires eventually. And living in fear of pain isn't really living at all.

Topics... are what people talk about when they don't know each other well. Topics... are what men talk about.

I just tried to put myself in her place and figure out what would be the scariest thing. If I thought I might be dying. And it was being alone' ... 'To me,' she said, 'the scariest thing is oblivion. Being, and then not being.

Skepticism is luxury.

An informed customer is a satisfied one.

And Honey, I just want you to know, even though I didn't see it coming, it makes absolutely no difference to your father or to me that you are a thespian.

Live and let live is Frances's motto. "Life is short," she likes to say. "You only get one, and if you waste it worrying about what other people think

He even got an old moral lesson hammered home anew: the poor go to gaol for the same crimes with which the rich aren't even charged.

What was it about a woman—a certain kind of woman—standing at the mercy of men—righteous, civic-minded men, with the moral force of public outrage on their side—that could sometimes be secretly, shamefacedly titillating?