‘Look, Clark, if you’re going to wear a dress like that you need to wear it with confidence. You need to fill it mentally as well as physically.’
‘Only you, Will Traynor, could tell a woman how to wear a bloody dress.’
That‘s what it‘s like to lose a woman. And at certain time, losing one woman means losing all women. That's how we become Men Without Women.
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Herkes acısız mutluluk ister ama biraz yağmur yağmadan gökkuşağı olmaz.
—Bob Marley
"To you, who have never known me."
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“Have you googled me?” I roll on top of her. My hand softly grips her chin, stroking her soft skin.
“Maybe. I was curious.” Her eyes look up toward the ceiling.
“Google will be the death of me. Don’t look at that shit. It’s not worth your time or energy when people spin stories to make money.” My lips softly peck at her cheeks between words. “You’re. The. Most. Lovely. Woman. To. Me.”
"Well, a book about a woman with sugar-sack thumbs is
bound to be a bit heavy-handed."
"Come on, now, that's enough champagne. Either give me a kiss or get out of here."
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Against all rules, but as the painter Delacroix said, "There are no rules for great souls:
Rules are only for people who have merely the talent that can be acquired." But I don't suppose that means much to you."
Once, a young woman was admitted to a hospital, and no birds sang.
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I always say I don’t care if you’re a man, woman, white, black, gay, straight, or anything in between—if you play well, you play well. Music is a great equalizer in that way.
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Kadın için sevginin, bir sevginin onun tüm varoluşu olduğu kaba bir yanılgıdır; o da evrensel enerjilerinde hakikat ve sevgi için doğar.
Usually, when I meet a woman, the first thing that attracts me is a set of perky tits, a tight ass, and seductive lips. But for the first time in my life, I’m interested in someone for a different reason. With Maya, the most beautiful thing about her is how her eyes light up with happiness when she grins, an infectious smile that makes my lips turn up every time. Her beam is hands down one of my favorite things. A bubble of positive energy, dancing in circles without a care in the world.
The lust of the goat is the bounty of God.
The nakedness of woman is the work of God.
Excess of sorrow laughs. Excess of joy weeps.
William Blake
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