Elizabeth Gilbert Quotes

There is nothing in the world more pitiable than an irresolute man, oscillating between two feelings, who would willingly unite the two and who does not perceive that nothing can unite them

Torn between fear and something that resembled love, she wrestled with questions she never dreamed she would face: How could she leave? Then again, how could she stay?

I have fervently been on both sides of that question at different times.

He looks like the sort of man who can't afford to leave, and doesn't want to stay, and so he is doing both at once.

...Choice in every form is conflict. Contradiction is inevitable in choice; this contradiction, inner and outer breeds confusion and misery.

As much as I love boxing, I hate it. And as much as I hate it, I love it.

I both love and do not love; and am mad and not mad.

I had to choose, I'd be so sad. They are flip sides of the same coin. I love both comedy and drama.

I made up my mind, but I made it up both ways.

Would I change anything? I don't know, that's a double edge sword for me.

If he touched her, he couldn't talk to her, if he loved her he couldn't leave, if he spoke he couldn't listen, if he fought he couldn't win.

Half of my heart’s got a grip on the situation, half of my heart takes time.

The only thing more unthinkable than leaving was staying; the only thing more impossible than staying was leaving. I didn't want to destroy anything or anybody. I just wanted to slip quietly out the back door, without causing any fuss or consequences, and then not stop running until I reached Greenland.

Guilt can make you doubt yourself at the very moment when you need to proceed with certainty.

They will love me for that which destroys me.

I hate, and yet must love the thing I hate.

The more I think of you, the less I think of you.

He couldn't bear to live, but he couldn't bear to die. He couldn't bear the thought of he making love to someone else, but neither could he bear the absence of the thought. And as for the note, he couldn't bear to keep it, but he couldn't bear to destroy it either.

I want, I don’t want. How can one live with such a heart?

I will die if I lose you, but I will die if I wait longer.

Now I'm confused. Now I don't know what I want.

Nothing is ever simple. What do you do when you discover you like parts of the role you're trying to escape?

He can't decide whether to leave his visor half open or half closed.

I would stay in my room for days, for days at times, just trying to get it together, to know what my next phase was going to be.