John Diamond Quotes

Sex accounts for about 40 percent of your relationship, but if it's bad, then it's 60.

A lot of my emotional issues come from dealing with the opposite sex. I've come to terms with the fact that I'll be retired before I can finally enter into a healthy relationship.

A relationship can give you a gut wrenching feeling sometimes. It's a real emotional ride.

My problem is with intimacy. That's where I have my biggest problems.

At the end of the day, a divorce is a divorce, and a break-up is a break-up. They are essentially small matters of the heart. They are human stories.

My husband says, 'God, Roseanne, I can't remember the last time we had sex.' Well, I can, and that is why we ain't doing it.

I've laid down with love and woke up with lies. What's it all, worth only the heart can measure.

If I didn't think, I'd be much happier; if I didn't have any sex organs, I wouldn't waver on the brink of nervous emotion and tears all the time.

I've been married most of my life. And when you're married, you don't have sex.

Lovers are commonly industrious to make themselves uneasy.

When crime busting is easier than your personal life, something has gone seriously wrong.

Sometimes you can cattle rope your heart and sometimes you can't, is all.

No temple can still the personal griefs and strifes in the breasts of its visitors.

From the moment absurdity is recognized, it becomes a passion, the most harrowing of all. But whether or not one can live with one's passions, whether or not one can accept their law, which is to burn the heart they simultaneously exalt - that is the whole question.

My brain said no. But my heart!

Don't lie to me! Don't seem so normal when I know you have cut yourself off from me in your heart! If you can put on our affectionate closeness like a mask, then I'll never be able to take joy in it again.

I am a strange compound of weakness and resolution! However, if I must suffer, I will endeavour to suffer in silence. There is certainly a great defect in my mind my wayward heart creates its own misery Why I am made thus I cannot tell; and, till I can form some idea of the whole of my existence, I must be content to weep and dance like a child long for a toy, and be tired of it as soon as I get it.

I wanted no more riotous excursions with privileged glimpses into the human heart.

How do I tell you what my heart's been telling me?

I'll never go. How can I? How far would I get without my heart?

And I'm not getting laid! What am I doing wrong?

Broken hearts are for assholes, are you an asshole?

I can give you my loneliness, my darkness, the hunger of my heart, I am trying to bribe you with uncertainty, with danger, with defeat.

Sometimes I think there's a beast that lives inside me, in the cavern that's where my heart should be, and every now and then it fills every last inch of my skin, so that I can't help but do something inappropriate. Its breath is full of lies; it smells of spite.

Familiarity breeds contempt, but without a little familiarity it's impossible to breed anything.