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baby art jobs
After dinner or lunch or whatever it was -- with my crazy 12-hour night I was no longer sure what was what -- I said, "Look, baby, I'm sorry, but don't you realize that this job is driving me crazy? Look, let's give it up. Let's just lay around and make love and take walks and talk a little. Let's go to the zoo. Let's look at animals. Let's drive down and look at the ocean. It's only 45 minutes. Let's play games in the arcades. Let's go to the races, the Art Museum, the boxing matches. Let's have friends. Let's laugh. This kind of life like everybody else's kind of life: it's killing us. Charles Bukowski
baby strong-women blow
I've always loved strong women, which is lucky for me because once you're over about twenty-five there is no other kind. Women blow my mind. The stuff that routinely gets done to them would make most men curl up and die, but women turn to steel and keep on coming. Any man who claims he's not into strong women is fooling himself mindless; he's into strong women who know how to pout prettily and put on baby voices, and who will end up keeping his balls in her makeup bags. Tana French
baby jobs children
All adults who care about a baby will naturally be in competition for that baby.... Each adult wishes that he or she could do each job a bit more skillfully for the infant or small child than the other. T. Berry Brazelton
baby pain home
I thought it sounded just like the sort of drug a man would invent. Here was a woman in terrible pain, obviously feeling every bit of it or she wouldn't groan like that, and she would go straight home and start another baby, because the drug would make her forget how bad the pain had been, when all the time, in some secret part of her, that long, blind, doorless and windowless corridor or pain was waiting to open up and shut her in again. Sylvia Plath
baby home yelling
Please let him come, and give me the resilience & guts to make him respect me, be interested, and not to throw myself at him with loudness or hysterical yelling; calmly, gently, easy baby easy. He is probably strutting the backs among crocuses now with seven Scandinavian mistresses. And I sit, spiderlike, waiting, here, home; Penelope weaving webs of Webster, turning spindles of Tourneur. Oh, he is here; my black marauder; oh hungry hungry. I am so hungry for a big smashing creative burgeoning burdened love: I am here; I wait; and he plays on the banks of the river Cam like a casual faun. Sylvia Plath
baby stars wall
Outcast on a cold star, unable to feel anything but an awful helpless numbness. I look down into the warm, earthy world. Into a nest of lovers' beds, baby cribs, meal tables, all the solid commerce of life in this earth, and feel apart, enclosed in a wall of glass. Sylvia Plath
baby boredom car
And I, stepping from this skin Of old bandages, boredoms, old faces Step to you from the black car of Lethe, Pure as a baby. Sylvia Plath
baby space barns
You are the one. Solid the spaces lean on, envious. You are the baby in the barn. Sylvia Plath
baby eagles perspective
Which is bigger? A baby eagle or a giant crow? Rona Barrett
book character missing
The reason I never want a book to end is that I start to feel like the characters are my friends. I'll miss them when they're gone. Miley Cyrus
books-and-reading collection depends finished greatest professors university
What we become depends on what we read after all the professors have finished with us. The greatest university of all is the collection of books. Thomas Carlyle
book firsts stolen
I was going to do a book about the first prearranged Karpov-Kasparov match, '84-'85. But the God-damn Jews have stolen my entire file on that. Bobby Fischer
bookstores exactly manner
Bookstores don't exactly dot the American highway in the grand manner of Sbarros. Rosecrans Baldwin
book voice space
My books hold between their covers every story I've ever known and still remember, or have now forgotten, or may one day read; they fill the space around me with ancient and new voices. Alberto Manguel
book wanted
I wanted to live among books. Alberto Manguel
book space darkness
The shelves of books we haven't written, like those of books we haven't read, stretches out into the darkness of the universal library's farthest space. We are always at the beginning of the beginning of the letter A. Alberto Manguel
book reading sleep
At night, here in the library, the ghosts have voices.... The various qualities of my readings seem to permeate my every muscle, so that when I finally decide to turn off the library light, I carry into my sleep the voices and the movements of the book I've just closed. Alberto Manguel
book unpacking activity
Unpacking books is a revelatory activity. Alberto Manguel
heart first-love thinking
Music does have a very special place in my heart. I enjoy it very much. I suppose it is my first love and I do a lot of it. It seems to be when you are making a project it inspires you sometimes to jot down something that you think fits the situation. Clint Eastwood
heart men america
Perhaps both men and women in America may hunger, in our material, outward, active, masculine culture, for the supposedly feminine qualities of heart, mind and spirit--qualities which are actually neither masculine nor feminine, but simply human qualities that have been neglected. It is growth along these lines that will make us whole, and will enable the individual to become world to himself. Anne Morrow Lindbergh
heart purple want
I want to be pure in heart -- but I like to wear my purple dress. Anne Morrow Lindbergh
heart successful support
I feel incredibly successful. I make a living as a writer and am able to help support a big family, my church, my bleeding-heart causes. Anne Lamott
heart soul age
Your inside person doesn’t age. Your inside person is soul, is heart, in the eternal now, the ageless, the old, the young, all the ages you’ve ever been. Anne Lamott
heart compassion self
Radical self-care is what we've been longing for, desperate for, our entire lives-friendship with our own hearts. Anne Lamott
heart rocks band
Heart has always been a rock band. It's always been hard-rock. Ann Wilson
heart loss wife
A loss, but who still mourns the breath of one woman, or laments one wife? Though my heart never can forget, how, for one look, she gave up her life. Anna Akhmatova
heart grieving doe
Who will grieve for this woman? Does she not seem too insignificant for our concern? Yet in my heart I never will deny her, Who suffered death because she chose to turn. Anna Akhmatova