Janet Fitch Quotes

You aren't going to leave me alone are you?

You don't want to love - your eternal and abnormal craving is to be loved. You aren't positive, you're negative. You absorb, absorb, as if you must fill yourself up with love, because you've got a shortage somewhere.

You realise that there's nothing more endearing than people who are desperately trying to be liked or trying to be the hero, you know? Who also probably just need a hug or want to impress their dad?

I am an approval junkie.

I don't know what will happen to me without you. Only you. Only you love me. Out of everyone in the world.

All the things that girls feel they are not when they fear that if they become, if they are, they will no longer be loved by the sisters whose hearts they have not meant to break. And besides, if the sisters are gone and only the beloved remains with his dense curls and his lips, how safe are you then? You have to have him or you will die if the sisters are gone with their listening ears and their feet to rub and their bodies to dress and their shared loneliness.

She wanted to lose herself in him. To tie his arms around her like a tourniquet. If she showed him how much she needed him, he'd run away.

I had never thought I could love another person this much. I also never thought I’d live in such fear of losing another person. Was this how everyone in love felt? Did they all cling tightly to their beloved and wake up terrified in the middle of the night, afraid of being alone? Was that an inevitable way of life when you loved so deeply? Or was it just those of us who walked on a precipice who lived in such panic?

It's a challenge for me to make people like me. Maybe it's just my desperate need for people to like me, that I choose the characters I have to play. You will like me, I don't care what I've done, you're going to like me.

You don't have to love me. Just don't leave me," he said against my leg

I needed him like I'd never needed anyone.

what's the matter?" he asked "nothing" "what do you want me to do for you?" "i want you to be old. ten years older. twenty years older" what she meant was: i want you to be weak. as weak as i am.

And the weak soul, within itself unbless'd, Leans for all pleasure on another's breast.

I think I'm extremely vulnerable and that in some ways I seek out rejection. Never feeling like you're getting that pat on the back from dad is probably at the heart of that.

I'm independent. If a guy is too clingy or needy, I actually get afraid of hurting him - and I can't deal with that.

I'm quite an insecure person and need reassuring all the time.

I want somebody who's gonna need me.

Jealousy is a dog's bark which attracts thieves.

Are we not all desperate one way or another?

Unless I have my aunt or my boyfriend to take care of me, I'm a little pathetic.

I couldn't even go to the bathroom alone. My mother or a social worker always went with me.

The reliance of our race upon the progress and achievements of others for a consideration in sympathy, justice and rights is like a dependence upon a broken stick, resting upon which will eventually consign you to the ground.

It's weird to have no control over something that you're involved in.

I hate being helpless, and I hate having to ask people to do things for me.

I'm a silly little needy person sometimes, and I crouch in a room all alone and think of all the people that I wish were with me.