#relationship

This is the most intimate relationship between literature and its readers: they treat the text as a part of themselves, as a possession. ↗

— Ryszard Kapuscinski

#intimate #literature #most #part #possession

I have to be in a relationship in order to be intimate. I'm not the one-night-stand kind of girl. Despite the rumors. ↗

— Kim Kardashian

#girl #i #intimate #kind #order

I definitely think anything I'd be in now is a permanent relationship. ↗

— Kim Kardashian

#definitely #i #now #permanent #relationship

I mean, the trouble with some of the kind of relationship movies I've done, is there's only so many ways you can shoot a conversation. I was really tired of talking heads. ↗

— Lawrence Kasdan

#done #heads #i #kind #many

I have a fantastic relationship with money. I use it to buy my freedom. ↗

— Gianni Versace

#fantastic #freedom #i #money #relationship

I think that people have expectations of themselves and other people that are based on these fictions that are presented to them as the way human life and relationships could be, in some sort of weird, ideal world, but they never are. So you're constantly being shown this garbage and you can't get there. ↗

— Charlie Kaufman

#being #constantly #could #expectations #fictions

We try to organize the world, which isn't organized the way our brains want to organize it. We tell stories about the people in our lives, we project ideas onto them. We project relationships with people, we make our lives into stories. I don't think we can avoid doing that. ↗

— Charlie Kaufman

#avoid #brains #doing #i #ideas

Our relationship was cursed by the fact that we agreed on everything. ↗

— Elia Kazan

#cursed #everything #fact #our #relationship

I have never lied about my relationship with Bill Clinton. The only proven liar, at this point, and the only admitted liar, is Bill Clinton; not Gennifer Flowers, not Kathleen Willey, not Paula Jones and not Monica Lewinsky, at this point. He is the only proven liar. ↗

— Gennifer Flowers

#admitted #bill #bill clinton #clinton #flowers

Those who are close to us, when they die, divide our world. There is the world of the living, which we finally, in one way or another, succumb to, and then there is the domain of the dead that, like an imaginary friend (or foe) or a secret concubine, constantly beckons, reminding us of our loss. What is memory but a ghost that lurks at the corners of the mind, interrupting our normal course of life, disrupting our sleep in order to remind us of some acute pain or pleasure, something silenced or ignored? We miss not only their presence, or how they felt about us, but ultimately how they allowed us to feel about ourselves or them. (prologue) ↗

— Azar Nafisi

#father-daughter-relationship #iran #iranian-revolution #memoir #mother-daughter-relationship