Quotes About Commitment

There are lives lived for love, and lives lived for art. We, happy band, have chosen the later persuasion.

You've always got me" "Always?" "Didn't I just say so?" "Yes" "Am I liar? " "No." I lied.

Love makes its demands, and you listen. You can't bargain with it. You can't fight it. Not if it's really love.

No sword shall touch you. Unless it be mine." — Anonymous, lover's oath

I'll love you until the death of love

By and large I think art is made by people who have discipline married to talent in sufficiently large amounts to work even if they don't feel like it. Anybody can get maudlin and decide to write poetry at 11 at night; the question is, can you do it at 8:30 on a Monday morning..?

Of all the rash and midnight promises made in the name of love, none, Boone now knew, was more certain to be broken than "I'll never leave you".

Of all the rash and midnight promises made in the name of love, none, Boone now knew, was more certain to be broken than "I'll never leave you." What

I know many a strong man undone by marriage.

Try to finish everything. You'll always find your enthusiasm for a project waning as it goes on, and you'll be tempted by a new idea, but learn to ignore the latter and continue with the former. If you start abandoning work, you set a bad precedent, and establish a pattern for the years to come. And be nice to booksellers: never let them pay for a round.

When one loves one's work, time and inconvenience have little meaning.

If he's getting married, he's not longer interesting.

In for a penny, in for a pound - by Max Pesaro

I don't plan to be a gentleman about this Victoria. He doesn't want you - he doesn't want anyone - an I do. ~ Sebastian

Hard work was a fundamental virtue, for hard work didn't allow time for marches or sit-ins. Elwood would not make a commotion of himself by messing with that movie-theater nonsense, she said. "You have made an agreement with Mr. Marconi to work in his store after school. If your boss can't depend on you, you won't be able to keep a job." Duty might protect him, as it had protected her.

Hard work was the fundamental thing. For hard work did not allow time for marches.

She'd have to get started if she was going to read them all.

Harriet Johnson was a slight hummingbird of a woman who conducted herself in everything with furious purpose.

True faith is too serious to have room for the distraction of passion.

He upheld the misspelling in his thoughts, in keeping with his loyalty to his mistakes.

So you want to be a dancer? I asked. I want to dance better than I already do, he said.

Some people think love is the end of the road, and if you're lucky enough to find it, you stay there. Other people say it just becomes a cliff you drive off, but most people who've been around awhile know it's just a thing that changes day by day, and depending on how much you fight for it, you get it, or you hold on to it, or you lose it, but sometimes it's never even there in the first place.

In the end, the only things worth doing are the things that might possibly break your heart.

He would not become soft. It was exhaustion he wanted—it helped him write. He needed each of his words to appreciate the weight they bore. He felt like he was lifting them and then letting them drop to the end of his finge