Televiziebi Quotes & Sayings

Though it's cold and lonely in the deep dark night, I can see paradise by the dashboard light. — Meat Loaf

[On Paris:] It exists, constant, eternal, surrounding us who live in it, and it is in us. We love it or hate it, but we cannot escape it. It is a circle of associations in which man exists, being himself a circle of associations. Having entered it and come out of it we are not what we were before knowing it: it devoured us, we devoured it, and the problem is not did we or didn't we want it. We consumed each other. It courses in our blood. — Nina Berberova

The days I'd passed with my mom before she died were still there, it seemed, seared into the corners of my heart.
The atmosphere of the station brought it all back. I could see myself running to the hospital, glad to be seeing my mother again. You never know you're happy until later. Because physical sensations like smells and exhaustion don't figure into our memories, I guess. Only the good bits bob up into view.
I was always startled by the snatches of memory that I saw as happy, how they came.
This time, it was the feeling I got when I stepped out onto the platform. The sense of what it had been like to be on my way to see my mom, for her still to be alive, if only for the time being, if only for that day. The happiness of that knowledge had come back to life inside me.
And the loneliness of that moment. The helplessness. — Banana Yoshimoto

It's so common, it could be anyone. The trouble is, nobody wants to talk about it. And that makes everything worse. — Ruby Wax

I'm sorry I dragged you into this."
He leaned back against the low wall and folded his arms. "I wouldn't have missed it for the world."
"You're trapped in the Chicago compound," I pointed out.
"Yeah, but I'm with the girl who's going to end the quarantine."
"What?" I stared at him.
He cut me a sly look. "The girl in Mack's stories always does."
"I'm not that girl."
"No," he agreed. "You're better. For one thing, you're real. And two, you fill out that dress better than a ten-year-old could. — Kat Falls