#relatio

Why do you pray?" he asked me, after a moment. Why did I pray? A strange question. Why did I live? Why did I breathe? "I don't know why," I said, even more disturbed and ill at ease. "I don't know why." After that day I saw him often. He explained to me with great insistence that every question possessed a power that did not lie in the answer. "Man raises himself toward God by the questions he asks Him," he was fond of repeating. "That is the true dialogue. Man questions God and God answers. But we don't understand His answers. We can't understand them. Because they come from the depths of the soul, and they stay there until death. You will find the true answers, Eliezer, only within yourself!" "And why do you pray, Moshe?" I asked him. "I pray to the God within me that He will give me the strength to ask Him the right questions. ↗

— Elie Wiesel

#relationship #revelation #death

The trouble with you is that the only way you can communicate is through art. You’ve never learned to communicate your feelings to a man. You don’t even want to communicate in a relationship. You think that if you open up to love, you’ll lose your independence or your self-expression or creativity or whatever you call all that passionate, wonderful stuff that makes you feel alive inside. ↗

— Tom Robbins

#creativity #love #relationships #art

You go in, I go in." "Listen---" He took her face in his hands. "You go, I go. That's non-negotiable. If we're to get blasted to hell or poisoned into lunatics, we do it together." "Crap, Crap. You have to look less rich and gorgeous." God help him, she made him grin. "I'll do what I can. ↗

— J.D. Robb

#death

It's always hard to remember love - years pass and you say to yourself, Was I really in love, or was I just kidding myself? Was I really in love, or was I just pretending he was the man of my dreams? Was I really in love, or was I just desperate? ↗

— Nora Ephron

#illusion #love #relationships #true-love #wisdom

Relationship is thus always slavery of a kind, which leaves a residue of guilt. ↗

— Ernest Becker

#relationships #death

The only thing she really enjoyed was a funeral. You knew where you were with a corpse. Nothing more could happen to it. But while there was life there was fear. ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

#life #relationships #death

The discovery of her life was that she herself didn't actually need money, apart from a little cash for those relationships with taxi drivers and officials of the Great Western Railway which can only be expressed financially. ↗

— Elizabeth Ironside

#women #death

There are no commitments, only bargains. And they have to be made again every day. You think making a commitment is it. Finish. You think it sets like a concrete platform and it'll take any strain you want to put on it. You're committed. You don't have to prove anything. In fact you can afford a little neglect, indulge in a little bit of sarcasm here and there, isolate yourself when you want to. Underneath it's concrete for life. I'm a cow in some ways, but you're an idiot. ↗

— Tom Stoppard

#communication #relationships #communication

My love is pizza shaped. Won’t you have a slice? It’s circular, so there’s enough to go around.
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— Dora J. Arod

#food #life #love #love-quote #pizza

I had a dream about you. You were dying, and everybody around you was ignoring you because nobody wants to think about death. I was the only person who saw your pain, and was willing to document your descent into decomposition with the unblinking honesty of a video camera following your every move. You didn't smile once, but I suppose that's natural, because you were a soon-to-be skeleton in a cemetery.
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— Dora J. Arod

#dreams #funny #humor #life #relationships