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Dear God, teach me to be careless.
My pleasures disappeared with my vices.
No amount of promises can guarantee love
Love cannot be measured by its duration.
Fundamentalism is dictatorship of the mind
Security and safety were the reward of dullness.
Nothing can be repaired or advanced but only accepted
You don't stop loving someone just because you hate them.
Being in love means being at the mercy of someone's childhood.
And silence, like darkness, can be kind; it, too, is a language.
Please remove your watch,' he said. 'In my domain time isn't a factor.
The cruellest thing you can do to Kerouac is reread him at thirty-eight.
I've never had any desire to be good. I don't like goodness particularly.
What a quality of innocence people have when they don't expect to be harmed.
How disturbing it is that our illusions are often our most important beliefs.
I don't want to be loved. I want to be desired. Love is safety, but desire is foul.
I am determined to live without illusions. I want to look at reality straight. Without hiding.
Without love, most of life remains concealed. Nothing is as fascinating as love, unfortunately.
I'm interested in philosophical psychology, people like Nietzsche, Freud, Alcan, Foucault, Derrida.
Like you, she will have been with other people, but I've got a feeling there's something between you.
If you want something badly enough, you make arrangements. If you don't want it badly enough, you make excuses.
I'm always writing. I'm an obsessive. It's not because I'm a disciplined person. It's because I'm crazy about it.
The vocation of each writer is to describe the world as he or she sees it; anything more than that is advertising.
But in love each moment is magnified, and every gesture, word and syllable is examined like a speech by the President.
If jealousy was the vindaloo of love, I'd imagined her tongue burning, and such a fire forcing her to spill her truth.
Children, who have yet to learn our ways, are notoriously promiscuous in their affection. They’ll sit on anyone’s knee.
My guess is that she is uncomfortable in such an intransigent world but is unable to live accordingly to her own desire.
Our lives can only be lived forward and understood backwards. Living a life and understanding it occupy different dimensions.
You can't spend your life beating yourself up for something that happened yesterday. You die if you don't follow your desire.
I guess writing is a kind of therapy in the sense that there are things you need to say and you say them, and better out than in.
If you get depressed, you can be stuck for months; if you have an analyst, you at least have a chance of getting out of it faster.
...I love 'yes.' It's practically the most interesting word of all, don't you think?" Like a hinge opening a door outward. Yes, yes, yes.
Falling in love was simple; one had only to yield. Digesting another person, however, and sustaining love, was bloody work, and not a soft job.
I can't sleep with you tonight, baby, my head's all messed up, you've no idea. It's somewhere else and it's full of voices and songs and bad things.
Why do people who are good at families have to be smug and assume it is the only way to live. … Why can’t they be blamed for being bad at promiscuity?
Soon we will be strangers. No, we can never be that. Hurting someone is an act of reluctant intimacy. We will be dangerous acquaintances with a history.
One would hope, as well that intimacy would leave more of a mark, that more of it would remain. But it doesn’t. You just end up thinking, who is this person?
At the deepest level people are madder than they want to believe. You will find that they fear being eaten, and are alarmed by their desire to devour others.
At the same time, you have to find the right distance between people. Too close, and they overwhelm you, too far and they abandon you. How to hold them in the right relation?
My father was a civil servant, so having a regular job, being respectable is a big deal for me. Respectable in the sense that I support my family. That's what I mean by respectability.
These days everyone was insisting on their identity, coming out as a man, woman, gay, black, Jew - brandishing whichever features they could claim, as if without a tag they wouldn’t be human.
England has become a squalid, uncomfortable, ugly place ... an intolerant, racist, homophobic, narrow-minded, authoritarian, rat-hole run by vicious, suburban-minded, materialistic philistines.
Almost certainly I will not tell her my intentions this evening or tonight. I will put it off. Why? Because words are actions and they make things happen. Once they are out you cannot put them back.
It seemed to me that the real philosophical breakthroughs of the 20th century were in terms of the understanding of language. What is language? Where does it come from, how does it work, what does it do?
For Mum, life was fundamentally hell. You went blind, you got raped, people forgot your birthday, Nixon got elected, your husband fled with a blonde from Beckenham, and then you got old, you couldn't walk and you died.
But you're beautiful, and the beautiful should be given whatever they want." "Hey, what about the ugly ones?" "The ugly ones." She poked her tongue out. "It's their fault if their ugly. They're to be blamed, not pitied.
I began to enjoy my own generosity; I felt the pleasure of pleasing others, especially as this was accompanied by money-power. I was paying for them; they were grateful, they had to be; and they could no longer see me as a failure.
Anna Karenina is just a story about a woman falling in love with a bloke who is not her husband. Its gossip, rubbish - on the other hand, its the deepest story there could be about social transgression, about love, betrayal, duty, children.
'Anna Karenina' is just a story about a woman falling in love with a bloke who is not her husband. It's gossip, rubbish - on the other hand, it's the deepest story there could be about social transgression, about love, betrayal, duty, children.
Harvey [Weinstein] didn't want to release [MY SON THE FANATIC]; he held it for two years because he wanted a happy ending, although I don't know what that means. Does that mean the taxi driver leaves his wife or doesn't leave his wife? I think it has a happy ending.