Dave Itzkoff Quotes

Don't paint a nasty picture of your exes. We'll justifiably wonder what made you stay in those heinous situations in the first place.

Some of the most disturbing, sick relationships I've witnessed are between long-time friends, and especially mothers and daughters.

When you meet a lot of people and you date somebody, or you're just in a relationship with friends, lovers, business, or whatever it may be, there are people that are just toxic to you, and you don't even know it yourself.

I got my teeth kicked in for a good 25 years.

But I'm very thankful that no one is slamming my head against the wall anymore.

I've seen the hell these people go through.

I had a very difficult upbringing.

It's not an easy thing to be let go.

See what I have to put up with every night?

There are some men who enter a woman's life and screw it up forever.

Abusive relationships go on and on. You're in it for so long that it can almost be impossible to see it for what it is. That just becomes your life. We get used to and adapt.

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 motorcycle accident, and I had my garage burn down with most of my vehicles. And I've had really bad relationships that I've been in and out of. They've left their mark.

In some cases, newlyweds want so badly for things to be perfect that they ignore warning signs, both in themselves and each other.

I had a very rough upbringing.

Born down in a dead man's town, The first kick I took was when I hit the ground, You end up like a dog that's been beat too much, Till you spend half your life just covering up...

I've been beaten, I've been bruised, I was left for dead as well.

You get kicked around long enough, you become a professor of pain.

Mother can beat me all she wants, but I haven’t let her take away my will to somehow survive.

If hurts were hairs, we'd all look like grizzlies.

You've managed-- in our short three years together-- to kill not only my god, but my father, my brother, and my fiance. That's kind of like a homicidal hat trick. It's a strange foundation for a relationship, wouldn't you say?

It's not life or death, the labyrinth. Suffering. Doing wrong and having wrong things happen to you. That's the problem. Bolivar was talking about the pain, not about the living or dying. How do you get out of the labyrinth of suffering?

You heard of hell, well I was sent from it.

I close my eyes. An image flashes—emerging from the van with Julian after our escape from New York City; believing, in that moment, that we had escaped the worst, that life would begin again for us. Instead life has only grown harder.

It's a sad, sad world when a girl will break a boy, just because she can.