#som

My only regret about being gay is that I repressed it for so long. I surrendered my youth to the people I feared when I could have been out there loving someone. Don't make that mistake yourself. Life's too damn short. ↗

— Armistead Maupin

#been #being #could #damn #feared

Death has always had a prominent place in my mind. There are times when I think somebody might kill me. ↗

— Dennis Rodman

#death #had #i #i think #kill

I also think a Hot Mom is someone who can connect with what's current in her kids' world. ↗

— Jami Gertz

#connect #current #her #hot #i

Personal effects: how irrelevant they are, how sad, how lost, how vagrant, without the force that gives them purpose. ↗

— Sarah Hall

#life #losing-someone #personal-effects #death

What some call health, if purchased by perpetual anxiety about diet, isn't much better than tedious disease. ↗

— Alexander Pope

#about #anxiety #better #call #disease

The way to screw up somebody's life is to give them what they want. ↗

— Patrick Swayze

#life #screw #somebody #them #up

When I was four or five, I would organise my cars and my action figures. I needed some kind of structure, I think. ↗

— Alexander Skarsgard

#cars #figures #five #four #i

I won't forget the hood. I won't forget the days of catching a bullet on the way to the mailbox or bricks with death threats that somehow made their way through the window. ↗

— Pau Gasol

#bullet #catching #days #death #forget

A lover exists only in fragments, a dozen or so if the romance is new, a thousand if we're married to him, and out of those fragments our heart constructs an entire person. What we each create, since whatever is missing is filled by our imagination, is the person we wish him to be. The less we know him, of course, the more we love him. And that's why we always remember that first rapturous night when he was a stranger, and why this rapture returns only when he's dead. ↗

— Andrew Sean Greer

#existentialism #imagination #knowing-someone #knowledge #love

Drop the fucking weapon, you fucking motherfucker or I'll fucking scramble your fucking brains. Hands up! Hands where I can fucking see them, you fucking cocksucker. You fucking breathe wrong, you fucking blink wrong, and I will fuck you up. Fucker." Jacobsen snarled it as he shoved Marcell to the ground. "On your fucking face, you fucking shit coward. Stream my lieutenant in the fucking back? Fuck you. ↗

— J.D. Robb

#eve-and-roarke #in-death-series #death