I can honestly say Ive never thought for a second about whether a character reflects poorly on any group. All that matters to me is that the character is true to my belief in who he or she is.
Such a strange thing, to hold a six-year-old's hand. Especially a six-year-old you've only just met. A toddler will grab hold of your finger, and someone your own age will clasp on to your whole hand, but with six-year-olds it's something in between, this acknowledgment that they can't be the one to take hold, so you have to do all the holding, folding your hand around theirs, feeling so much bigger and responsible.
What a horrible feeling that is, to know that if the disease [AIDS] had primarily affected PTA presidents, or priests, or white teenage girls, the epidemic would have been ended years earlier, and tens of thousands, if not hundreds of thousands of lives would have been saved.
One of my best friends is named David Leventhal, and it has always been a constant source of amusement to see how the similarity and differences play out in our lives.
I don't want to steal anybody's story. I very much want to use the stories that I hear to get lost in my mind, to tell a larger story.
I never understood why anyone would have sex on the floor. Until I was with you and I realized: you don't realize you're on the floor.
There are things I miss," you said. "But if I didn't have you, I'd miss more.
There is always something new to learn about the person you love.
Pride is allowed to have an element of worry, especially when you are a mother.
Long live protest songs, in whatever form they take.
I just needed to realize that style was like personality - it didn't always have to be consistent; it just had to be something you lived with.
apparel, n.: There are times I don’t mind doing the laundry, because folding your clothes reminds me of the shape of you.
anchor, v.: I drift, I drift, I drift, you stay.
If you want to be loved, be a lovable. It's a good place to start.
There are times when I worry that I've already lost myself. That is, that my self is so inseparable from being with you that if we were to separate, I would no longer be. I save this thought for when I feel the darkest discontent. I never meant to depend so much on someone else.
In school, the year was the marker. Fifth grade. Senior year of high school. Sophomore year of college. Then after, the jobs were the marker. That office. This desk. But now that school is over and I've been working at the same place in the same office at the same desk for longer than I can truly believe, I realize: You have become the marker. This is your era. And it's only if it goes on and on that will have to look for other ways to identify the time.
arrears, n. My faithfulness was as unthinking as your lapse. Of all the things I though would go wrong, I never thought it would be that. "It was a mistake," you said. But the cruel thing was, it felt like the mistake was mine, for trusting you.
And still, for all the jealously, all the doubt, sometimes I will be struck with a kind of awe that we're together. That someone like me could find someone like you --- it renders me wordless. Because surely words would conspire against such luck, would protest the unlikelihood of such a turn of events.
I hope suffering don't exist.
I wonder if it's possible to start a new relationship without hurting someone else.
Enlightenment is scary. Sometimes things look better in the dark.
I am here because of love.
Things are not magical because they've been conjured for us by some outside force. They are magical because we create them.
I should talk to him I know I should talk to him. But I do not talk to him. I watch after him from afar and love him.
I wish I could remember the moment when I was a kid and I discovered that the letters linked into words, and that the words linked to real things. What a revelation that must have been. We don't have the words for it, since we hadn't yet learned the words. It must have been astonishing, to be given the key to the kingdom and see it turn in our hands so easily.
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