"All dread those things they don't understand ..."

-- Fannie Ellsworth Newberry

#Fear Quotes #Understanding Quotes #Dread Quotes

“Love is always dangerous. To love is to hope you'll win it all while running the risk that you could lose it all. And sometimes it's also about accepting that there's a risk that you'll love more than you are loved.”
“I was in Florida with Burt Stern, the photographer who shot Marilyn Monroe on the beach with a sweater, and we smoked a joint. The bathing suit kept coming off in the water, and I just ripped it off. I was very comfortable being naked”
“I started my career at the top and have been working my way downwards ever since.”
“Rita folded her arms around herself and peered up at me. â€œIf youâ€™d asked me three months ago Iâ€™d have said you were hitting the bottle too hard. But then I got stabbed and should have died, but instead a bunch of cops and ambulance people showed up because somebody who wasnâ€™t even there sent them on ahead to save my life. If something like that happens to someone like me, you start to have a little faith in something bigger. I donâ€™t know if I believe in magic or miracles all the time. But I believe in you, Detective Walker. I believe in you.”
“Then came nights when, lying awake beside my final wife, I would spend too much time putting my finger on what was wrong. I was wearing the finger out. What was wrong was very simple. Sometimes her life and mine fell on the same day.”

Source : Gary Lutz (2002). “Stories in the Worst Way”, 3rd Bed Books
“In going for the last shot of the game most people wait too long to take the shot. Give yourself a chance to get the first shot and tap the ball in. Your players are normally inside the defense.”
“I love you, Olivia," he whispered, and my heart ached as if it would break in half. "You think we'll die if we stay together, but I've been dying slowly for the last six years. I'm taking my life back, Liv. Our life together. And this time, I'm not going to let you go.”
“And who are you, the proud Lord said that I must bow so low? Only a cat of a different coat, that's all the truth I know. In a coat of gold or a coat of red, a lion still has claws. And, mine are as long and sharp, my Lord as long and sharp as yours. And so he spoke, and so he spoke, that Lord of Castamere, but now the rains weep o'er his hall, with no one there to hear. Yes, now the rains weep o'er his hall, and not a soul to hear.”

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