“That's not a bad word...hate and war are bad words, but fuck isn't.”
“Like my mother said, you can't go back to holding hands”
“I love you, Michael Wagner.”
“Forever?” he asked.
“Forever,” I said.”
“Suddenly question number four popped into my mind. Have you thought about how this relationship will end?”
“I made promises to you that I'm not sure I can keep. None of it has anything to do with you. It's just that I don't know what to do now. You must be thinking what a rotten person I am. Well, believe me, I'm thinking the same thing. I don't know how this happened or why. Maybe I can get over it. Do you think you can wait—because I don't want you to stop loving me. I keep remembering us and how it was. I don't want to hurt you … not ever …”
“I wanted to tell him that I will never be sorry for loving him. That in a way I still do - that maybe I always will. I'll never regret one single thing we did together because what we had was very special. Maybe if we were ten years older it would have worked out differently. Maybe. I think it's just that I'm not ready for forever.”
“It's strange, but when it comes right down to it I never do fall apart--even when I'm sure I will.”
“I want you to know it was no big deal...those movies showing women screaming in labor are plain bullshit....there's nothing to it...you just push and push and finally the baby pops out...to tell you the truth I don't even rember that much about it except there was a very nice guy standing over me and every time a strong contraction started he gave me a whiff of gas...”
“Do you think you can wait - because I don't want you to stop loving me. I keep remembering us and how it was. I don't want to hurt you...not ever...”
“I still get angry when older people assume that everyone in my generation, screws around. They're probably the same ones who think all kids use dope. It's true that we are more open than our parents but that just means we accept sex and talk about it. It doesn't mean we are all jumping into bed together.”
“It's true that we are more open than our parents but that just means we accept sex and talk about it. It doesn't mean we are all jumping in bed together.”
“Sex is a commitment...Once you're there you can't go back to holding hands...and when you give yourself both mentally and physically...well, you're completely vulnerable.”
“You better get used to it. You're going to be on the ground a lot today, but cheer up... tomorrow you'll be an expert.”
“Nights are the worst. You just don't know what it's like for me, trying not to think of [him]...knowing that we're going to be apart for so long. It's pure torture.”
“You've got to enjoy whatever you can and forget about the rest.”
“...love at thirteen is nothing like love at eighteen.”
“I made promises to you that I'm not sure I can keep.”
“It's funny how you can grow away from your friends, when just a few years ago they were the most important people in your life.”
“...Sometimes spending a lot of time together can end a romance faster than anything else.”
“I love to watch to him while he sleeps. Besides everything else he is really my best friend now. It's a different kind of friendship...It makes me wish I could share every day with him.”
“...I used to think if you read enough books you'd automatically know how to do everything the right way. But reading and doing are not the same at all.”
“You’re going to love it.”
I nodded and tried to smile back.
“We’re getting off at the beginners’ slope so you don’t have to worry.”
“I’m not worried.”
“You look scared to death.”
“Don’t be silly…I can’t wait to learn to ski.” But I was thinking, we’re going up so high…how will I ever get down? My father was right…I am going to break a leg…I am going to fall off this chairlift and break a leg…maybe even two…probably two legs and an arm…possibly more than that even.”
“But you have to be sure you can handle the situation before you jump into it...sex is a commitment...once you're there you can't go back to holding hands.”
“But you have to be sure you can handle the situation before you jump into it.”
“It’s all circling around the same problem of personal liberties,” Walter said. “People came to this country for either money or freedom. If you don’t have money, you cling to your freedoms all the more angrily. Even if smoking kills you, even if you can’t afford to feed your kids, even if your kids are getting shot down by maniacs with assault rifles. You may be poor, but the one thing nobody can take away from you is the freedom to fuck up your life whatever way you want to.”
“The date was October 27, 1915. The name of the ship was Endurance. The position was 69°5´ South, 51°30´ West—deep in the icy wasteland of the Antarctic’s treacherous Weddell Sea, just about midway between the South Pole and the nearest known outpost of humanity, some 1,200 miles away. Few men have borne the responsibility Shackleton did at that moment. Though he certainly was aware that their situation was desperate, he could not possibly have imagined then the physical and emotional demands that ultimately would be placed upon them, the rigors they would have to endure, the sufferings to which they would be subjected. They were for all practical purposes alone in the frozen Antarctic seas. It had been very nearly a year since they had last been in contact with civilization. Nobody in the outside world knew they were in trouble, much less where they were. They had no radio transmitter with which to notify any would-be rescuers, and it is doubtful that any rescuers could have reached them even if they had been able to broadcast an SOS. It was 1915, and there were no helicopters, no Weasels, no Sno-Cats, no suitable planes. Thus their plight was naked and terrifying in its simplicity. If they were to get out—they had to get themselves out. Shackleton”
“He might as well wish for another thousand men, and maybe a dragon or three.”
“Well, I miss my wife, you know," I said. "But I also miss the feeling of, I don’t know, comfort. The sense you’re where you’re supposed to be, with someone you’re supposed to be with.”
“You have a place in my nature which no one else could fill. You have played a fundamental part in my development. And this grief, which has been like a clod between our two souls, does it not begin to dissipate? Ours is not an everyday affection. As yet, we are mortal, and to live side by side with one another would be dreadful, for somehow, with you I cannot long be trivial, and, you know, to be always beyond this mortal state would be to lose it. If people marry, they must live together as affectionate humans who may be commonplace with each other without feeling awkward- not as two souls. So I feel it.
I might marry in the years to come. It would be a woman I could kiss and embrace, whom I could make the mother of my children, whom I could talk to playfully, trivially, earnestly, but never with this dreadful seriousness. See how fate has disposed things. You, you might marry, a man who would not pour himself out like fire before you. I wonder if you understand- I wonder if I understand myself.”
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