I'm as blue as I can possibly be. Is there someone else out there for me? Somehow I was thinking of the last time I fell down. Knowing that you fall in love. Once upon a town.
Tom Waits

Is love a tender thing? It is too rough, too rude, too boist'rous, and it pricks like thorn.
From William Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet

Alas the devil stood and felt how awful goodness is.
From The Crow (movie)

The time to hesitate is through.
Jim Morrison

You always hurt the ones you love.
Eric Stoltz in Some Kind of Wonderful

I chose not to choose life, I choose something else. And the reasons? There are no reasons, who needs reasons when you�ve got heroin?
Renton in Trainspotting

Pain...A year ago...a cold October night...a broken down car on a dirt road...a man...a girl...madness...pain...and the shadows...my god...the shadows...
J O'Barr

Don't go mistaking paradise for a pair of long legs.
Mary Stuart Masterson in Some Kind of Wonderful.

My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;
Coral is far more red than her lips red;
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
If hair be wires, black wires grow on her head;
I have seen roses damask'd red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks;
And in some perfumes is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound;
I grant I never saw a goddess go;
My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground:
And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare.
William Shakespeare

It's not death if you refuse it.
J O'Barr

Ordinary Nocturne
One breath tears operatic rents in these partitions
Destroys the epiots of eroded roofs,
Dispels the limits of the hearth,
Makes casements disappear,
Along the vine I came,
Using a gargoyle as a footrest,
And into this carriage which shows its age
In convex windowpanes, in rounded panels,
In tortuorous upholstery,
Hearse of my lonely sleep,
Shepard's cart of my stupidity...
The vehicle spins on the grass of an overgrown highway;
In a blemish high on the right window
Revolve pale lunar fictions, breasts, and leaves.
A very dark green and a very dark blue blot out the image.
We unhitch and unharness by a patch of gravel.
- Here we whistle for storms, for Sodoms and Solymans,
For wild beasts and armies.
(Postilion and dream horses will ride on through more dense and suffocating groves to sink me to my eyelids in the silken spring.)
- And drive ourselves off, whipped through splashing water
And spilled drinks to roll on the barking of bulldogs...
One breath dispels the limits of the hearth.
Arthur Rimbaud

If you are ever in an S&M relationship, make damn sure you are the S.
Someone's mother to them

Sex is like snow... You never know how many inches you're going to get or how long it will last.
Unknown

The first half of our lives is ruined by our parents, and the second half by our children.
Clarence Darrow

Do infants have as much fun in infancy as adults do in adultery?
Unknown

Children seldom misquote you. In fact, they usually repeat word for word what you shouldn't have said.
Unknown

Fear...he screams and screams and pounds his head against the wall until wailing phantom fire trucks paces across his vision.
Pain, pain is all he wants.
And hate, yes hate.
We shall never forget and never forgive.
And never ever fear.
Fear is for the enemy.
Fear and bullets.
J O'Barr