Quotes About Complexity

Love is a form of prejudice. You love what you need, you love what makes you feel good, you love what is convenient. How can you say you love one person when there are ten thousand people in the world that you would love more if you ever met them? But you'll never meet them.

I want to be with you. It's as simple, and as complicated as that.

she wasn't very interesting but few people are.

there's no clarity. there was never meant to be clarity.

I love you but don't know what to do.

Love came hard and very seldom. When it did it was usually for the wrong reasons.

i'm easy to understand even when i don't understand myself...

It's possible to love another human being if you don't know them too well.

Don't you wish you were Charles Bukowski? I can paint too. Lift weights. And my little girl think that I am God. Then other times, it's not so good.

Një intelektual thotë një gjë të thjeshtë në një mënyrë të vështirë. Një artist thotë një gjë të vështirë në një mënyrë të thjeshtë.

an intellectual is a man who says a simple thing in a difficult way; an artist is a man who says a difficult thing in a simple way.

Death is a sophisticated afternoon in Santa Fe, with nobody saying what they are thinking.

esse cara é legal. ele se matou e a seu pai, sua mãe, e à mulher, mas não atirou nos três filhos nem no cachorro. um dos melhores poetas desde Baudelaire

Life is and is not a gentle bore.

and this being mixed in with a minor intellectualism confused me somewhat

Their Love Is Average, Seeks Average But There Is Genius In Their Hatred

The best of you I like more than you think. the others don't count except that they have fingers and heads and some of them eyes and most of them legs and all of them good and bad dreams and a way to go.

there is enough treachery, hatred violence absurdity in the average human being to supply any given army on any given day

Mi sembra di essere nato storto. Non capisco se non trovo più quello che voglio o se rendo le mie voglie talmente elaborate da rendermi impossibile soddisfarle. Insomma, una specie di alibi del cazzo.

Estaba siempre muy alegre o muy deprimida. Para ella no había término medio. Algunos decían que estaba loca. Lo decían los tontos. Los tontos no podían entenderla.

Nietzsche who was also all too human.

Charles - disse ela. - Vera - disse eu. - o que foi? - perguntou ela. - sou o maior poeta do mundo - disse-lhe eu. - morto ou vivo? - perguntou ela. - morto - disse eu, esticando o braço e agarrando um seio. - adorava espetar-te um bacalhau vivo pelo cu acima, Vera! - porquê? - sei lá. ela puxou para baixo o vestido. eu acabei o copo de uísque. - tu mijas da crica, nao mijas? - acho que sim. - enfim, é o problema das mulheres.

I don't like the clean-shaven boy with the necktie and the good job. I like desperate men, men with broken teeth and broken minds and broken ways. They interest me. They are full of surprises and explosions.

arabas?na doÄŸru yürüdü. kap?y? kapatt?m. ne istediÄŸini biliyordu ve o ben deÄŸildim. bu tür çok kad?n tan?yordum.