#helen

When I write, it's everything that we don't know we can be that is written out of me, without exclusions, without stipulation, and everything we will be calls us to the unflagging, intoxicating, unappeasable search for love. In one another we will never be lacking. ↗

— Hélène Cixous

#helen-cixous #inspirational #life #love #writing

Yes, a proud, proud moment in my life. If only that could go on my Facebook timeline! ↗

— Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

#life

And I don't just WANT you, Helen. I LOVE you. Big difference. ↗

— Josephine Angelini

#josephine-angelini #lucas-delos #starcrossed #love

One of the things that we were trying to do with this show was the complexities of relationships and love. There is both passion and longing and a bittersweet quality to it that is a part of life. ↗

— Tim Burton

#bonham-carter #depp #helena #johnny #stop

I sat taller, to suppress my impatience. It was infuriating, this waiting. I was thirty-seven years old. And like a child, an infant, really, I was at the mercy of others. Hour after hour of my life was spent waiting. ↗

— Rosie Sultan

#waiting #life

So, what's up with you and Damian?" Helena asks. "What do you mean?" I can feel the hear of a blush coloring on my cheeks. I can't ever seem to not show how I feel. It's becoming pretty annoying. ↗

— Lisa Ann Sandell

#damian #feelings #helena #love #shyness

You can talk to him, you're comfortable with him...glad when he is glad, sad when he's unhappy..he's your man, out of all the world. ↗

— Helen Markley Miller

#kit-melendy #love #sagebrush-ranch #your-man #love

Men are like cigarettes. I only want one when I'm drunk. ↗

— Helen Smith

#being-light #helen-smith #men

But how am I to get over the ten or twelve days that must yet elapse before they go? Yet why so long for their departure? When they are gone how shall I get through the months or years of my future life, in company with that man -- my greatest enemy -- for none could injure me as he has done? Oh! when I think how fondly, how foolishly I have loved him, how madly I have trusted him, how constantly I have laboured, and studied, and prayed, and struggled for his advantage, and how cruelly he has trampled on my love, betrayed my trust, scorned my prayers and tears, and efforts for his preservation --crushed my hopes, destroyed my youth's best feelings, and doomed me to a life of hopeless misery -- as far as man can do it -- it is not enough to say that I no longer love my husband -- I HATE him! The word stares me in the face like a guilty confession, but it is true: I hate him -- I hate him! -- but God have mercy on his miserable soul! ↗

— Anne Brontë

#hate #helen #huntington #marriage #life

As darkness descended, fear continued hammering on the cracks of her rational mind. Even the critters had decided to ratchet up the volume. Great. A creepy nature soundtrack for my own personal nightmare. “How about some Tomb Raider music, people! ↗

— Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

#music