Relationships are like divining rods for locating one’s faults and weaknesses.
Believe in love. Believe in magic. Hell, believe in Santa Clause. Believe in others. Believe in yourself. Believe in your dreams. If you don’t, who will?
Go take a shower, you smell like good sex and unnecessary regret.
We’re hungry for acceptance-from ourselves even more than from others-for love, for fulfillment, for peace. We’re hungry for a life we think we don’t deserve or can’t have, for the person we know we can be if only we’d give ourselves the chance.
…you don’t fight fair against the devil, now do you?
In the beginning Dave and Marlene’s relationship had been fantastic. The sex was amazing. There were other good things too of course, but Dave couldn’t always remember exactly what they were. But the sex had been off the scale.
No matter how many times I break…I will repair.
No matter how many times I tear…I will sew.”
-From “Towards Peace in a More Natural Order
A veil hangs between the two opposites, a mere slip of a thing that is transparent to warn us or comfort us. You hate now but look through this veil and see the possibility of love; you’re sad now but look through to the other side and see happiness. Absolute composure to a complete mess – it happens so quickly, all in the blink of an eye.
Though Argaven might be neither sane nor shrewd, he had had long practice in the evasions and challenges and rhetorical subtleties used in conversation by those whose main aim in life was the achievement and maintenance of the shifgrethor relationship on a high level.
Instead of loving people and using money, people often love money and use people.