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Keep hib oud of here. Keep hib oud!

The act of quiet nighttime talking, illustrates for me more than anything else the curious alchemy of companionship.

Loneliness watches and sights, then climbs into my bed and pulls the covers over... himself, fully dressed, shoes and all. He's going to make me sleep with him again tonight, i just know it.

the four virtues a person needs in order to be safe and happy in life: intelligence, friendship, strength and (I love this one) poetry.

But vegetarians can eat this...Because intestines aren't even meat, Liz. They're just shit.

In the end, it seems to me that forgiveness may be the only realistic antidote we are offered in love, to combat the inescapable disappointments of intimacy.

The man is a perfect dragon for protocol.

I'm damn sure not going to rent a place—what am I, an immigrant?

is no love which does not become help," taught the theologian Paul Tillich.)

Katie Arnold-Ratliff. Katie writes like a dream. But she told me that she'd

Well, you know what they say about the month of March!" said Arthur. "In like a lion, out like a lamp." Idiot.

Egyetértek a brit pszichoanalitikussal, Adam Philipsszel, aki megjegyezte: "ha a m?vészet legitimizálja a kegyetlenséget, akkor véleményem szerint nem ér annyit a dolog, hogy a m?vészet a miénk legyen.

They empty my pockets of any joy I had been carrying there. Depression even confiscate my identity; but he always does that. Then loneliness starts interrogating me, which I dread because it always goes on for hours.

It was a decision that left nobody happy- which is what my father might have called a successful business negotiation.

Anything can get tedious after enough time, Angela—even watching heartbreaking acts of naked vulnerability.

His spelling was several degrees beyond arbitrary, and his punctuation brought reason to sigh with unhappiness. But

It might've been my fichu. -Patricia to Lucy about her engagement to vicar Penweeble.

He grinned, but a bead of sweat ran down his temple. "Then with your permission.

Have you come to kidnap me?" Her voice emerged a whisper, though she hadn't consciously thought to lower it. "If so, I hope you'll do me the courtesy of letting me put on a wrap first.

It's such a dissonant name. Brid-get. Brid-get. Brigitbrigitbrigit. It almost sounds like a birdcall. One of those irritating birds that live in bushes and chirp repetitiously and ruin ones picnic. Not that I go on many picnics. Brigitbrigitbrigit.

You fainted and I caught you. It was the first time I'd supported a human. You had such heavy bones. I put myself between you and gravity. Impossible.

A shame that these images had become iconic, a tune we were all tired of humming.

Do you think artists are supposed to be happy? -Everyone is supposed to be. -I said staunchly,and I knew that I was indeed an idiot and that was my destiny and I didn't mind it

Dracula —" He paused. "Dracula—Vlad Tepes—is still alive.