Quotes
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Edward Albee

"George, who is out somewhere there in the dark, who is good to me - whom I revile, who can keep learning the games we play as quickly as I can change them. Who can make me happy and I do not wish to be happy. And yes, I do wish to be happy. George and Martha: Sad, sad, sad. Whom I will not forgive for having come to rest; for having seen me and having said: â€œYes, this will doâ€. Who has made the hideous, the hurting, the insulting mistake of lovingâ€¦ me, and must be punished for it. George and Marthaâ€¦ Sad, sad, sad."

Edward Albee

#Hurt Quotes #Mistake Quotes #Dark Quotes

“I think that Van Gogh is really the ultimate crazy artist that we all think of.”
“Jessica Jones is very unique, and we are all in awe of the response from the public. It seems that everyone connected with the character, and we enjoyed shooting it.”
“I have always put my own money into Tails of Joy. For years, every time a dog walked by, my husband would say, 'There goes our beach house.'”
“...try as i do, i can't recall her surname. Indeed, her very abstractedness and insubstantial personality seemed to say 'forget me'; she seemed to live in parenthesis;...”
“In the popular imagination, the Big Bang is a great explosion; at one time there was nothing, then matter erupted into previously empty space. However, the Big Bang is the beginning of spacetime itself, not an event in time.”

Source : Taner Edis (2002). “The Ghost in the Universe: God in Light of Modern Science”, Pyr Books
“Love is the delightful interval between meeting a beautiful girl and discovering that she looks like a haddock.”
“Ideal government would be a very boring job - it would be a matter of organizing a lot of utilities and keeping the wires together and the power plant and all that kind of stuff. It's not a matter of telling people how to live, it's a matter of making it pleasant for them to live. Government should be in the position of distributing food, stuff like that.”
“It's an illusion I've noticed before-- words on a page are like oxygen to a petrol engine, firing up ghosts. It only lasts while the words are in your head. After you put down the paper or pen, the pistons fall lifeless again.”

Source : Elizabeth Wein (2013). “Rose Under Fire”, p.51, Egmont UK

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