Marriage Phobia Quotes & Sayings

She loved sinking into her bed on evenings like this, but apparently she shouldn't, because it worried her aunts, who thought she ought to be out dancing. It worried her a little bit, too, because what if they were right, and because sometimes a great loneliness welled up in her and threatened all the dams she built to hold it back. You couldn't cure loneliness by wallowing in it, up above the world, on an island removed from everything. She knew that. But she had such a hard time with all the cures. They seemed rough and brusque and brutal, as if they abused her skin with a pot scrubber ... forcing herself into a mass of people, a stranger among strangers ... But it was much more tempting to curl up with a book under her thick white comforter.
Still, sometimes after she curled up, she regretted her lack of courage and felt bleakly lonely.
It was important to have a really good book. — Laura Florand

Alas! we give our own coloring to the actions of others. — Letitia Elizabeth Landon

If you can imagine it ... it is real — Pablo Picasso

Susan came into the living room with her cowboy boots on and no other clothes. "Howdy," I said. — Robert B. Parker

Brother, this is not a day on which hunger is to have any sway, thanks to the rich Camacho; get down and look about for a ladle and skim off a hen or two, and much good may they do you." "I don't see one," said Sancho. "Wait a bit," said the cook; "sinner that I am! how particular and bashful you are!" and so saying, he seized a bucket and plunging it into one of the half jars took up three hens and a couple of geese, and said to Sancho, "Fall to, friend, and take the edge off your appetite with these skimmings until dinner-time comes. — Miguel De Cervantes Saavedra

I can fake a smile. I can force a laugh. I can dance and play the part of that's what you ask. Give you all I am. But I am only human. I bleed when I fall down. I'm only human I crash and I break down. Your words in my head. Knives in my heart. You build me up and then I fall apart. — Christina Perri

He was young and ardent in a hundred happy ways. — Daphne Du Maurier

You don't choose the theatre; The theatre choses you — Susan Sullivan

That a viewer does not see what the artist intended does not make the composition a failure ... In reality all artists speak first to themselves and then to an audience. — Mike Svob

Maybe it wasn't about being alone. Maybe the answer wasn't about hiding from those who wanted something, but about finding those who needed help but would never considering asking. — Tracey Garvis-Graves