Rinichi De Vanzare Quotes & Sayings

That is a definite no-no in the Good Father Handbook. — Carrie Jones

We are all so self-obsessed, not really helping others as we should, spreading the love so to speak. — Princess Superstar

What can I do now? What am I to become? How can I live in this world I'm condemned to but can't endure? They couldn't stand it either, so they made a world of their own. Well, they have each other's company, and they are heroes, whereas I'm quite alone, and have none of the qualities essential to heroism - the spirit, the toughness, the dedication. I'm back where I was as a child, solitary, helpless, unwanted, frightened. — Anna Kavan

My parents did great and provided well, and gave all their kids personal, moral, ethical values, not a belief that we were entitled to something. — Bonnie Hammer

Freshly sprung from my monogamous LTR, I had no idea how vulnerable I would be to the onslaught of chemicals your brain releases when you're attracted to someone. These chemicals are responsible for every single people-in-love-are-crazy-fools song, movie plot, and Shakespearean drama ever written. They stimulate the same area of the brain that lights up when you snort a fat rail of cocaine. This state of mind, limerence, is a biological relative of obsessive-compulsive disorder. If you are an addict, or perhaps have the sort of low-dopamine, low-serotonin brain soup best served with a side of SSRIs, you are perhaps more sensitive to the mind-altering power of limerence. And if you are a romantic, you are perhaps more likely to label this heady, overwhelming sensation love. Being a low-serotonin addict with romantic tendencies, I had to experience many crashed-and-burned affairs to understand that for me, love really was a drug. — Michelle Tea

Albertine was one of those who took on too much in order to remain perpetually dissatisfied with herself. — Louise Erdrich

Visions flashed through her mind. A fluttering of white wings. A burning arrow. Stained glass under her feet. — Tiffany Reisz

The flower that smells the sweetest is shy and lowly. — William Wordsworth

And I know why our friendship must be kept a secret. Or they will kill You like they killed You in the Bible. And then we could not be together. If not for them we would live in this valley together. As best friends. But we must be careful, Jesus. I think I would die if anything happened to You ... ' - she cried ah think, for ah could hear her little sobs as she spoke - ' ... just close my eyes and die.' And she let fall a heavy tear, and it passed through the slats and exploded upon mah face, just below the right cheek. And as the droplet began to roll, ah caught it with mah tongue. And ah was shocked momentarily by that tear's sweetness, having known them only as bitter things - only bitter things - always bitter things. — Nick Cave

It is not the life that matters, but the journey. — Paulo Coelho

She protected me. We had the souls of each other. We loved in some realm where the natural and the preternatural meant nothing. — Anne Rice

No medium is fragile if it carries the truth. — Chuck Palahniuk

Mis-define the law of brotherly love by giving men a claim on their neighbors and you have destroyed freedom, justified despotism, and assumed that there can be a master mind, in an ordinary human being, as the mind of God. — Frederick Nymeyer