Drake Quotes

Communication feels like it should be the simplest thing, but it's not. Sometimes you don't even understand what you're feeling. You don't know how to put that into words, so how are you suppose to tell the person you love that you're upset.

The more you love someone, he came to think, the harder it is to tell them. It surprised him that strangers didn't stop each other on the street to say I love you.

The most important things are the hardest to say

I can’t explain what I mean. And even if I could, I’m not sure I’d feel like it.

I can't deal with actors! I can't deal with myself. We're neurotic and miserable ... I love doing what I'm doing, but while I'm doing it, I'm miserable.

The greatest weakness of most humans is their hesitancy to tell others how much they love them while they're alive.

Don't repress your needs and feelings. They fester, becoming corrosive and destructive in your relationships. In a calm, loving way, tell the people in your life what you need. Don't expect people to read your mind. It only leads to disappointment and frustration. Empower them to empower you!

I should talk to him I know I should talk to him. But I do not talk to him. I watch after him from afar and love him.

I wanted to hit him. I wanted to hold him. I wanted to shout myself into his ear.

In my mind I am eloquent; I can climb intricate scaffolds of words to reach the highest cathedral ceilings and paint my thoughts. But when I open my mouth, everything collapses.

The neurotic lies awake at night, composing letters to those he hates. He seldom thinks of dropping a line to those he loves.

Love is a child that talks in broken language, yet then he speaks most plain.

We get shy about saying things like I love you. Life is so short. It's crazy, that we hesitate to express our true thoughts to each other.

Life is too short not to say how you feel to the people you love.

I'm weak cause I believe you and I'm mad because I love.

No man knoweth how another man maketh his love, for women tell not.

Why do I doubt her? Perhaps she is just very sensitive, and hypersensitive people are false when others doubt them; they waver. And one thinks them insincere. Yet I want to believe her. At the same time it does not seem so very important that she should love me. It is not her role. I am so filled with my love of her. And at the same time I feel that I am dying. Our love would be death. The embrace of imaginings.

Love has this in common with scruples, that it becomes embittered by the reflections and the thoughts that beset us to free ourselves.

The front windows as are the watchmen of grief - I've been looking beyond expectation - Beyond myself - and I do not know as I love you - Which one of us is missing.

I am getting nowhere with you and I can't let you go and I cant get through.

Although we do come from a silent profession, it is important for us to verbalize what we want to say. (As I tell my students): you could love someone all your life, but if you never say it how are they going to know? There comes a point when you have to say what you mean, which makes you scream louder when you dance.

Anger is very difficult for me to express. I have a tremendous amount of anger but I like to save it . . . for my loved ones.

Sometimes I feel good, at times I feel used. Loving you darling, makes me so confused.

Christ, how did you ever get this screwed up! his mind demanded of him. He knew the answer, but even that was not a full explanation. Different segments of the organism called John Terrance Kelly knew different parts of the whole story, but somehow they'd never all come together, leaving the separate fragments of what had ...once been a tough, smart, decisive and to blunder about in confusion - and despair! There was a happy thought.

I thought I'd explained it clearly before. Bella, I can't live in a world where you don't exist.