Tiffanie DeBartolo Quotes & Sayings

You can't judge a man solely on his actions. Sometimes actions are nothing more than re actions. - Loring Blackman — Tiffanie DeBartolo

You know what I was thinking about on my way home? How different my life would be if you'd made that gash a little deeper. Or how different yours would be if I'd vaulted myself off a roof nine years ago. Do you ever think
about things like that? Like, if either you or I wouldn't have made it, where would the other one be right now? It was something I thought about all the time: how death changes every remaining moment for those still living. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

If you want me you're going to have to come and get me. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

Bargaining. An utterly useless stage. Neither God nor the Universe ever bargained with anyone. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

I went home feeling so unbearably alone I actually thought there was a possibility I could drop dead before the night was over. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

Don't do this to me, Eliza. Please. I need you." I looked at Paul. He was crying. "You don't need me," I said, wondering whether or not I believed it. He gripped my face and kissed me. But it was a hard, painful kiss. A severe and bitter kiss. A kiss that seemed so black, so final, it was like death. "Happy fucking Birthday. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

Everyone feels that void. Everyone who has the balls to look inside themselves, anyway. It's what life's all about.. A search. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

Has the industry done to music what McDonald's has done to eating? — Tiffanie DeBartolo

Sometimes the most consequential moments in my life originate from a state of completely witless human auto-pilot. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

Sometimes I would open my eyes when we were kissing, I would watch him and I could see it. I could actually see LOVE - not words, not an emotion, not an abstract concept or a subjective state of mind, but a living, breathing thing. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

I was the least impressed with, a woman who thought Henry Miller was a police sitcom from the seventies. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

Don't waste your time with fear.. Fear won't keep you safe from being hurt. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

I don't know anything," she said. "Except that desperation and fear make a person do really stupid things. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

It's about goddamn time! I've been sending you telepathic messages for ten minutes! — Tiffanie DeBartolo

We grew apart. The thing is, we loved each other, and on some level we always will, but when you're twenty-three and you fall in love, you tend to think that love will supercede any problems. Realizing that no matter how much you love somebody, no matter how desperately you want a relationship to work, life can act as an oxidizer and corrode it to pieces. - Loring Blackman — Tiffanie DeBartolo

No one commits suicide because they want to die. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

I'm trying to quit," he said. "Just so you know." He lit the cigarette and inhaled so long and so deep it sounded like air being let out of a tire. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

But I managed to masquerade as a person having a good time. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

It's easy to plant a seed and sprinkle it with water, but once the sun scorches the ground, and the earth soaks up all the moisture, you're left with nothing but a thirsty little flower trying desperately to make it out of the dirt. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

There's nothing worse than falling in love with a person over and over every time you lay eyes on them, especially when you hate their goddamn guts — Tiffanie DeBartolo

I could blame my existential sadness on a lot of issues, but the truth is, it's been a part of me since Day One. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

That's the difference between the real stuff and the crap. I know which one you are and you know which one I am. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

We're all searching for something to fill up what I like to call that big, God-shaped hole in our souls. Some people use alcohol, or sex, or their children, or food, or money, or music, or heroin. A lot of people even use the concept of God itself. I could go on and on. I used to know a girl who used shoes. She had over two-hundred pairs. But it's all the same thing, really. People, for some stupid reason, think they can escape their sorrows. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

When you're twenty-three and you fall in love, you tend to think that love will supersede any problems. But no matter how much you love somebody, no matter how desperately you want a relationship to work, life can act as an oxidizer and corrode it to pieces. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

For the record, if I were Superman, a pale, scrawny guy holding a guitar would be Kryptonite. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

Jacob would have rather looked out of place at the Ritz than look like he cared to fit in anywhere. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

So far, I've only discovered four things that make life worth living for me. My work is one of them." "What are the other three?" Jacob wanted to know. "Music, books, and sex," I said. "Not necessarily in that order." His eyebrows — Tiffanie DeBartolo

That's exactly how he looked the last time I saw him - floating around, entangled in the moon. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

He isn't like most guys, you know?'
I know.'
No, but do you really know? I mean here's the deal, what do most guys want from a woman? I'll tell you what we want. We want a warm body to sleep next to, preferably one with a nice pair of tits, maybe someone who'll cook for us and fuck us on a regular basis. Pretty simple, huh? Now, what we don't want is someone who's going to come in and disrupt our lives and steal our souls. That's what we fear most. We call it our freedom, but it's our souls we're talking about. You following me?'
I nodded.
Okay, good. Now forget it. Forget all that,' Pete said. 'Because Jacob's not like that. He's never been like that. He's a damn fool and he wants the exact opposite of all that. He wants someone to obsess over, someone to possess his soul, and those are his corny words, by the way, not mine. It's what he lives for. It's what he thinks life's all about. Do you get what I'm saying?'
I nodded again. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

I'm not messy. I'm rebelling against folding. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

I would have remembered the good stuff.
Nobody ever remembers the good stuff. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

The phrase what I want struck me. It contains so much entitlement, so many complications, but encompasses only what a person doesn't have. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

It. I likened it to the intimate version of Doug's Tell me what you listen to and I'll tell you what you are theory. This was: Tell me who you fuck and I'll tell you what you are. Spiritual duplicity. "Choice betrays character," I said. "That's not true. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

It was all I could do not to fall on my knees and weep like the bastard she always said I was, and I was a breath away from begging her to run away with me. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

I try to find meaning anywhere I can. It's the only way I know how to validate my existence. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

I just happen to comprehend the low standards of the majority of the music-buying public, and I don't care how condescending that sounds, it's true. They always go for the shiny gimmicks. Always. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

Caelum goes: "There have been studies done on this topic, gentlemen. You could wager a bet and look it up." Caelum always talks like someone's dad when he's high. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

It was a metaphysical perception that an end could never come to a person who was more alive than anyone I'd ever known. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

I took a closer look. Jesus had piercing blue eyes, dark hair that hung in a flawless mess, his body was emaciated and taut, his hands and feet dripped with blood, and nothing but a gauzy loincloth hid what looked like a nice package underneath.
"Sexy," I said. "He looks like a rock star. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

Fate is just another word for people's choices coming to a head. Destiny, coincidence, whatever you name it. It inevitably lies in our hands. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

Jacob was the only person I'd ever met, besides myself, who believed music was a cosmic language that spoke directly to our souls - to ease our pain, and to remind us we weren't alone. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

Standing off to the side, stage left, I backed up, parked myself on a crate, and squeezed my knees together. The louder the music got, the harder the crate vibrated. It was like having sex with Paul's spirit until his body could step in and finish the job. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

But sometimes, talent isn't worth shit. There are tons of talentless people out there making zillions of dollars. And unfortunately, an equal number of brilliant artists whose name and voices you'll never hear. - Paul Hudson — Tiffanie DeBartolo

I am of the theory that all of our transcendental connections, anything we're drawn to, be it a person, a song, a painting on a wall
they're magnetic. The art is the alloy, so to speak. And our souls are equipped with whatever properties are required to attract that alloy. I'm no scientist so I don't really know what the hell these properties are, but my point is we're drawn to stuff we've already got a connection to. Part of the thing is already inside of us. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

I'd be a sucker for a guy who wrote me a song," I said. "Like Beth or Rosanna or Sara. Or Sharona. Is that too much to ask? To be somebody's Sharona? — Tiffanie DeBartolo

For the rest of the day all I could think about was that precious fruit. The mango, that is. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

I love you. More than I ever thought it was possible to love someone. Siamese twin lovers, identical wombs, whatever the hell you called it. All I want in life is to drive out of this horrible, soul-destroying state with you someday. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

The past was a worthless human ability that had evolved for the sole purpose of reminding mortals of their mistakes. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

I was insanely jealous of Lucille. More jealous than I'd ever been of anyone in my entire life. Because she truly meant it. All I could think was, why can't I be as stupid as Lucille? Why can't I blame all my successes and all my failures on The Lord Jesus Christ Almighty? I would be so fucking happy if I lived like that. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

And when Paul dove to embrace me, the look on his face was one of absolute, perfect joy - the kind of joy that can't be reproached, stolen, or marred - the kind that only the innocent or the ignorant are capable of experiencing. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

Because a soul never truly loses hope until hope has turned to ashes, or has been buried six feet underground. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

Magician, musician. Same thing. A little hocus pocus and a whole lot of faith, right? — Tiffanie DeBartolo

Kat and I talked about Jacob in our own private code.
"Are you baking cookies yet?" she said. That was standard for : have you fucked?
"Oh yeah. We've made a couple dozen by now."
"What kind?" In other words, was Jacob any good.
"Chocolate-chip," I said. "And he not only likes to bake them, he likes to eat them, too."
"Congratulations. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

I'd never seen that look on another face before, had never identified it in another person. I'd only met with it in fiction. But everyone falls in love with Holden Caulfield when they're sixteen. They read Catcher in the Rye and don't feel so alone. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

Real annihilation happens from the inside out. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

Break my heart? Is that what you just said? I have news for you; you didn't break my heart. My heart's fine. My heart's in the best shape of its life. You know what you did to me? You took an AK-47 and blew my soul open. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

Emily didn't search to belong, she searched to be lost — Tiffanie DeBartolo

Swear to God, for someone so obsessed with music, she's borderline tone deaf. But trying to describe how I felt watching her dance around and sing would be like trying to build a skyscraper with my bare hands. It made me want to marry her. Made me want to buy her a magic airplane and fly her away to a place where nothing bad could ever happen. Made me want to pour rubber cement all over my chest and then lay down on top of her so that we'd be stuck together, and so it would hurt like hell if we ever tried to tear ourselves apart. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

What do you say we mark this day - the day we met - by buying each other a record? Something we think reflects our perceptions of each other. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

Dawn makes a sound. If you listen closely right as the sun starts to come up, you'll hear it. It's like the echo of birth; silence, followed by a gentle push, moans, and then the sloppy deluge of life. On good days I like it because it reminds me that I am alive. On bad days it makes me feel like dust. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

Fate is the magnetic pull of our souls toward the people, places, and things we belong with. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

I know that if I ever have the audacity to blame fate or God for holding a gun to my temple, I also have the wherewithal to remind myself that if I end up with a hole in my head, I was the one who pulled the trigger. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

This is what it means to be in the middle of love, I thought. Being in the middle of love is like being in the middle of a war zone. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

He called me an asshole and said, "I'll bury you!" like some comic book villain. I wanted to fucking scream my head off - I'm not your toy! Your puppet! Your whore! I'm a human goddamn being and I expect to be treated as such! Instead I told him I didn't want to be buried, I want to be cremated. And I want my ashes stored in a disco ball he can hang over his desk. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

I'm afraid of everything. Fear of being alone, fear of being hurt, fear of being made a fool of, fear of failure ... Still, I think all my fears bleed from one big one ... — Tiffanie DeBartolo

Tell me what you listen to, and I'll tell you who you are. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

Just knowing you exist changed the world for me. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

Thoughts are king, Trixie, king! — Tiffanie DeBartolo

It's pretty simple, really, when you think about it: We all start out as little fishes in our daddy's pants, and we all end up a Thanksgiving feast for the worms, and in the meantime we have to find a couple good reasons to give a fuck. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

You can't wait forever for something, and then say it's too late when the time finally comes, even if every shred of incentive inside you has been lost. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

I imagined the towns were filled with people like me - lonely people who wanted to fly away, who wanted more from life than a dreary existence of one-stop shopping, but either didn't know what that meant, or didn't have the guts to go out and find it. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

I told her she was brave and she said, "I'm not brave, I'm in love." Ha. Same goddamn thing. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

Forget the noose. Forget the Iron Maiden. Forget the electric chair or the guillotine. The mind was mankind's most painful torture chamber, the blessed liberty to cogitate offering either doom or salvation, depending on one's disposition. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

I always felt like that myself, that I didn't marry into the landscape of the human world like others did, — Tiffanie DeBartolo

As usual no one's ever around when you need them. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

Eliza has the sky in her eyes and I've always wanted to touch the goddamn sky. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

Two at a time, Vera ate her peanut M&Ms. Except for the red ones. These, she alleged, were made from the guts of dead bugs. She put the red ones in a pile next to the salt shaker. "I'm not here to judge you, you know that. I love you no matter what happens. I just want to make sure you're making the right decision." Vera accidentally put a red candy in her mouth. She didn't notice and I didn't know whether to tell her. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

Maybe I'm weak for music men. Maybe I'm weak, period. But I couldn't deny I was charmed by his arrogant, fool-ish guise. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

You need faith for forgiveness, — Tiffanie DeBartolo

The music defied classification. If I had been writing a
review of the show, I would have labeled it progressive,
guitar-driven rock 'n' roll. But the guitars made sounds guitars
didn't always make. Symphonic sounds. Sacred sounds.
The music dug in so deep you didn't hear it so much as feel
it, reminding me of a dream I used to have when I was a kid,
where I would be standing on a street corner, I would jump
into the air, flap my arms, and soar up into the sky.
That's the only way I could describe the music.
It was the sonic equivalent of flight. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

Note to self: Always remember how lucky you are to wake up next to someone who thinks you're the shit. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

I had the feeling I'd just found something I didn't even know I'd lost. We hovered above the moment like two rain clouds, until I said: Don't swear off all fruit just because you ate one bad apple. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

It's bad enough when people I know fuck with my life, but when pretentious bass players interfere with my destiny, then I really get pissed. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

To Jacob the act of critiquing art was essentially imprecise. That's why he didn't read reviews on anything he liked, be it a book, a movie, or a record. He believed that any work an artist puts forth which contains the truth as he or she sees it is worthy of consideration, and any commentary of the work beyond that is nothing more than pure individual opinion and should not be considered relevant to the work itself. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

Life is short and a man should take pride in his work, even if his work makes him feel like a total loser — Tiffanie DeBartolo

The only thing I remember about him now is that he shaved his legs. I was surprised at how much I dug the shaved legs.
"Thanks for sharing," Jacob said.
I hadn't realized I'd been thinking aloud. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

I'm tempted to tell you that you think too much, but I'm not really one to talk,' Jacob said. 'Henry Miller wrote something about fear making you fearless. It's a very powerful emotion. Use it to get what you want. I mean if it's going to rule our life, it might as well rule you to freedom, right? — Tiffanie DeBartolo

I just want to sleep with a clear conscience and wake up with the ability to look at myself in the mirror. I also want my life to be my own. Even if it's a shitty goddamn life, it's still mine. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

Oh my God, that would be just like An Officer and a Gentleman," Kat cried. "Pick her up, Grace! Do it! — Tiffanie DeBartolo

We hovered above the moment like two rain clouds — Tiffanie DeBartolo

Life, Love, and the Goddamn Pursuit of Happiness. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

Popular music is a microcosm of the culture, Eliza. It reflects the mentality of the population. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

I didn't write that song to try and win you over, or to steal you away from him. I wrote it because I knew I never could. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

When dreams come true in reality they never feel the same as when you imagine them, and you know what that means? It means that no matter how good things are, maybe they'll never be good enough, and there's something seriously wrong with that. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

I nodded, refusing to consider the possibility that any of us are doomed to die the same sorry people we sometimes become. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

And no matter what anybody says about grief and about time healing all wounds, the truth is, there are certain sorrows that never fade away until the heart stops beating and the last breath is taken. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

For me, the release was a spot in time with no past and no future. Just the extraordinary simplicity of a moment - the kind of moment that has a funny way of making a person believe that life and love can last forever. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

I need to know that wherever I end up, in the stars or in the gutter, you're along for the ride. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

Absorbing his words was like taking a drink of hot tea. They burned on the way down, but soothed my insides once they had time to cool off. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

I instantly thought the guy was cute, in that gaunt, never-sees-the-light-of-day, New York street urchin kind of way. And he never stood still for a second. From across the tracks I read his expression as I have everything on my side except destiny, only his expression clearly hadn't informed his head or heart yet. The guy looked over and caught me staring, and once his eyes met mine they never deviated. He took several cautious steps forward, stopping abruptly at the thick yellow line you weren't supposed to cross. His arms dangled like a puppet and he seemed to skim the ground when he walked, as if suspended over the edge of the world by a hundred invisible strings. — Tiffanie DeBartolo