Katherine Boo Quotes

I wish I were worthy of his love. (Any love.)I should tell him to run. But I can't. I need him.

As far as I'm concerned, love means fighting, big fat lies, and a couple of slaps across the face.

I thought I was being loved because I was being altered.

When I get the strength to leave, you always tell me that you need me. And I'm weak cause I believe you and I'm mad because I love you. So I stop and think that maybe you could learn to appreciate me, and it all remains the same that you ain't never gonna change.

Why stay with him, he uses you just like a human punching bag?

That's how disagreements always ended with Hugh Hefner; he would just stomp off, and you were left to pick the pieces of your self-worth up off the floor. I'd invested every part of myself in the mansion and had nothing waiting for me outside those gates. I felt so trapped and so vulnerable to his criticisms.

Wait until the sun sets tonight, and if we are both here to see it, then my heart will break knowing you are safe and yet not to be mine. If you are gone, then my heart will break knowing that God has taken you home...” Gordian Pierce

In all her twisted perfection she had made me fall helplessly in love with her. A life without her in it seemed pointless.

Caroline says as she gets up from the floor, you can hit me all you want to, but I don't love you anymore.

He was making her feel small and absurdly petulant and, worse yet, she suspected he was right. She always suspected he was right. For a brief irrational moment, she wished she could walk away from him. Then she wished, more rationally, that she could love him without needing him. Need gave him power without his trying; need was the choicelessness she often felt around him.

If you can't live without me, why aren't you dead already?

Baby, baby, don't get hooked on me, cause I'll just use you then I'll set you free.

Oh, my, yes. I was raised in this Southern culture where if a guy was sarcastic, that just meant he didn't know how to show his love - but secretly he cared! I completely bought that. The men I chased and the things I put up with - it was criminal.

I accused a woman of doing something behind my back when I knew that she hadn't, just to see if she loved me.

When I was 23, I moved to Australia to be with this 43-year-old con artist I fell in love with.

It is the privilege of those who fear love to murder those who do not fear it!

I had a husband who, I'm convinced, was an undiagnosed manic depressive. He didn't treat me as if I had a brain - I was just this beautiful little doll he could show off.

My ex-husband didn't like my singing. He didn't like my hair. He hated my eyes. Everything. Everything he complimented me on when we first met, he just hated.

There have been a couple specific instances where I've felt like I couldn't survive without interacting with a certain person. I've been involved with some pretty manipulative people who have told me the same thought: that I can't live without them.

I had a bad habit of falling in love with any girl who was nice to me.

I change my phone number, and with my soul shrunken by terror, I make the decision never to see Pablo Escobar again in my life. Overnight, I have stopped loving him.

I will never look at you in the same way ever again. I'll never be that girl again. The girl who comes running back every time you push her away, the girl who loves you anyway.

Love is the use one makes of another.

I stand in this parking lot, realizing that I’ve never been this far from home, and here is this girl I love and cannot follow. I hope this is the hero’s errand, because not following her is the hardest thing I’ve ever done.

A woman who takes her husband about with her everywhere is like a cat that goes on playing with a mouse long after she's killed it.