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It was a distorted form of inverse logic: If hopes never come true, then hope for what you don't want.
If someone offers to take your burden, you need to know he is serious, not just being polite and kind. Polite and kind do not last.
I think now that fate is half shaped by expectation, half by inattention. But somehow, when you lose something you love, faith takes over. You have to pay attention to what you lost. You have to undo...
I hated the tests the raised hopes and failed expectations.- Two Kinds
I had thus learned to push down my feelings, to force myself to not care, to do nothing and let things happen, come what may.
Hardships can harden even the best person.
Forget about love. You will receive that many times, but none of it is lasting.
Yesterday my daughter said to me, 'My marriage is falling apart.' And now all she can do is watch it falling.
Whenever others disapprove of you, you must disregard them and be the only
Too many good things all seem the same after a while.
So this is what I will do. I will gather together my past and look. I will see a thing that has already happened. the pain that cut my spirit loose. I will hold that pain in my hand until it becomes h...
I know how it is to live your life like a dream. To listen and watch, to wake up and try to understand what has already happened. You do not need a psychiatrist to do this. A psychiatrist does not wan...
How can I argue with someone who makes no sense?
Even when I worked in that world, I still wanted love so strong that the man would have no interest in another woman. Maybe you will always be incapable of giving that kind of love. You tell me I want...
Being a dominatrix gave me the ultimate power: to sing without self-consciousness.
Ying-ying, you have tiger eyes. They gather fire in the day. At night they shine golden.
Why would any writer in her right mind ever consider making a movie instead? That's like going from being a monk or a nun to serving as a camp counselor for hundreds of problem children.
So much of history is mystery. We don't know what is lost forever, what will surface again. All objects exist in a moment of time. And that fragment of time is preserved or lost or found in mysterious...
She would be quiet at first. Then she would say a word about something small, something she had noticed, and then another word, and another, each one flung out like a little piece of sand, one from th...