I like to call in sick to work at places where I’ve never held a job.
Then when the manager tells me I don’t work there, I tell them I’d like
to. But not today, as I’m sick.
There’s something heroic in a woman–-Brigitte Bardot, Anita Ekberg,
Marianne Faithfull–-who takes great beauty, smokes it down to the filter
and grinds it out under her sole.
Farran Smith Nehme
I leave before being left. I decide. Brigitte Bardot
I`m very much bigger than I was, so what? It`s not really fatness, it`s development.
Anita Ekberg
Never apologize, never explain - didn't we always say that? Well, I haven't and I don't.
The pleasure in complete domination over another person (or other
animate creature) is the very essence of the sadistic drive. Another
way of formulating the same thought is to say that the aim of sadism is
to transform man into a thing, something animate into something
inanimate, since by complete and absolute control the living loses one
essential quality of life - freedom.
"All you need is love and to believe in yourself."
Nice idea. It doesn't exactly work out that way. But I guess it was better to hear a flat-out lie than to know the truth at 13.
Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so
vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means
that someone can get inside you and mess you up.
Neil Gaiman , The Sandman, Vol. 9: The Kindly Ones
"That's the problem with drinking, I thought, as I poured myself a drink.
If something bad happens you drink in an attempt to forget; if
something good happens you drink in order to celebrate; and if nothing
happens you drink to make something happen.”
“And yet women-good women--frightened me because they eventually wanted your soul, and what was left of mine, I wanted to keep.”
“Being alone never felt right. sometimes it felt good, but it never felt right.”
How well I have learned that there is no fence to sit
on between heaven and hell. There is a deep, wide gulf, a chasm, and in
that chasm is no place for any man.
“Friendship is unnecessary, like philosophy, like art.... It has no
survival value; rather it is one of those things which give value to
survival.”
"To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be
wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it
intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully
round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock
it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that
casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be
broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love
is to be vulnerable."
“Appreciative love gazes and holds its breath and is silent, rejoices
that such a wonder should exist even if not for him, will not be wholly
dejected by losing her, would rather have it so than never to have seen
her at all.”