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We’re all still living under the weight of our parents, for good or bad.
Being at odds with somebody you love is a waste of time.
you didn’t raise me to lose.
don’t brush her off just because you don’t think she’s serious. You don’t know what dreams she’s been scared to tell anybody about.”
no matter how much critical review he got from his sycophant peers, his scripts were only as good as the care they took of the women who appeared between the pages.
the creator of a movie presented women on the screen was a clear indication of how they felt about them in real life.
keep it a buck with me.
Everything doesn’t have to lead to marriage or even to a relationship. It’s not the end all, be all – not your prize in life.
Love doesn’t ask you to suffer for it. Love doesn’t require your misery. Love desires your wholeness. Love doesn’t see you hurting and begging to be seen and decide that’s an acceptable state.
people always have an opinion on what they would do if they were you,” I said. “And it’s all based on their traumas, their experience, whatever options they didn’t have. It’s got nothing to do with you, but they’ll make it about you. Which is ironic because, they’ll be quick to say you’re selfish, or not grateful enough, but they’re not thinking about you – they’re thinking about them. All that if it was me or I wish I had… all of that is just
projection. It’s a manifestation of their own unmet desires, that they want to turn into yours.”
knowing the truth doesn’t make the lie less irritating, or significant.
What you can do, is keep thriving.
Becoming an adult – or apparently, even a parent – didn’t make you magically equipped to handle certain emotions and disappointments, so… sometimes it ended up coming out wrong, expressed in the worst possible of ways.
“There’s a balance, between logic and emotion,
The brain needed breaks from stimulation to appreciate what it had consumed.
it was never, ever, my job to restore or renovate a man.
My enemy had always been unresolved grief, insecurity… hell, my own brain.
it took a massive amount of arrogance to ever think you were telling a character’s complete story.
Graduating college isn’t the end, getting married isn’t the end, even death isn’t the end. All those things are just the beginnings of new stories,
It’s not up to us to tell a complete story – that’s not possible. Our job is to tell the story we see. Anything else has to be left to the imagination.”
