How can you expect me to be perfect. . . when I am full of contradictions.
My father had a couple of kids at the beginning of the Depression. There was not much employment. Not much welfare. People barely got by. People were tougher then.
There's only one way to have a happy marriage and as soon as I learn what it is I'll get married again.
Sometimes if you want to see a change for the better, you have to take things into your own hands.
These people who are making a big deal out of gay marriage? I don't give a f*** about who wants to get married to anybody else! Why not?! We're making a big deal out of things we shouldn't be making a deal out of. They go on and on with all this bulls*** about "sanctity" - don't give me that sanctity crap! Just give everybody the chance to have the life they want.
The guys who won World War II and that whole generation have disappeared, and now we have a bunch of teenage twits.
You, me. . . we own this country. Politicians are employees of ours. . . . And when somebody does not do the job, we got to let them go.
No more terrible disaster could befall your people than for them to fall into the hands of a Hero.
The hood-winked husband shows his anger, and the word jealous is flung in his face. Jealous husband equals betrayed husband. And there are women who look upon jealousy as synonymous with impotence, so that the betrayed husband can only shut his eyes, powerless in the face of such accusations.
they say in the old tales that when a man and woman exchange looks the way we did, their spirits mingle. their gaze is a rope of gold binding each other. even if they never meet again, they carry a little of the other with them always. they can never forget, and they can never be wholly happy again
Making ourselves feel ugly is not fun. " "We are ugly.