Gary Busey Quotes

And you, You can be mean And I, I'll drink all the time 'Cause we're lovers, And that is a fact Yes we're lovers, And that is that

We love each other, that’s true whatever it means, but we aren’t good at it; for some it’s a talent, for others only an addiction.

For God sakes, this is a woman I was married to for 10 years. We made love. I'd hold her head over the toilet bowl when she threw up.

…she'll go and fall in love, and there's an end of peace and fun, and cozy times together.

being with someone for over a year can mean that you love them … but it can also mean you’re trapped.

When you live in an alcoholic family or an abusive family, you tiptoe, you don't want to step on any mines.

love had turned into "love affair" with a begining and an end.

Romantic love is an addiction: a perfectly wonderful addiction when it's going well, and a perfectly horrible addiction when it's going poorly.

Courting Peggy McGrath provided me with a very pleasant diversion and eventually with the most important relationship of my life.

I keep letting you back in. How can I explain myself? As painful as this thing has been, I just can't be with no one else.

Don't fall in love with your leading man. Of course, that's just what I did.

The value of the personal relationship to all things is that it creates intimacy and intimacy creates understanding and understanding creates love.

I'll probably always love him. Doesn't mean I can ever trust him again. That doesn't make a relationship.

Falling in love and having a relationship are two different things but yeah I can imagine that you can kind of - I think it depends on one's psychological state. I think there are some people who are on the internet and can fall in love and seem to be in a certain psychological state and other people who are - who couldn't quite do that.

And so the lion fell in love with the lamb…" he murmured. I looked away, hiding my eyes as I thrilled to the word. "What a stupid lamb," I sighed. "What a sick, masochistic lion.

We get crazy when we can't make things be like the world tells us they are". She looked back out the window. "It was that way for me and your brother, I think. I mean, how could I have loved him that last year? I didn't even know who he was. He was way more attracted to drugs and bikers and that whole lifestyle than he was to me. But somebody told me that if you really loved somebody,you stayed with him no matter what. You had to fight for him." She laughe. "Hell, I was convinced.

Mirrors and images. Or sex and love. These are two separate systems that we miserably try to link.

He's like a drug for you, Bella." His voice was still gentle, not at all critical. "I see that you can't live without him now. It's too late. but I would have been healthier for you. Not a drug; I would have been the air, the sun." The corner of my mouth turned up in a wistful half-smile. "I used to think of you that way, you know. Like the sun. My personal sun. You balanced out the clouds nicely for me." He sighed. "The clouds I can handle. But I can't fight with an eclipse.

I can understand companionship. I can understand bought sex in the afternoon, but I cannot understand the love affair.

Though you treat me badly, I love you madly.

You have to promise you won't fall in love with me.

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

I don't have a girlfriend. I just know a girl who would get really mad if she heard me say that.

I nursed a worthless, pint drinker for twelve years and when my lazy, life-sucking, daddy finally died, I swore to God with tears in my eyes I'd never marry one. And then I did.

It wasn't a love story." -Tar's dad It was a love story. Me, Gemma, and junk." -Tar