Ivan Turgenev Quotes

Parents know how to push your buttons because, hey, they sewed them on.

My two sisters and I had a very nice nanny at home in Morocco until I was 13. I remember my parents saying how she had insinuated herself into our family. They knew she would suffer when we broke away from her.

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

Love is the use one makes of another.

I never knew I had the power to hurt him, only that he possessed the power to hurt me.

Don't correct me, you don't have any rights over me." "What kind of life is this? So I sit at home , entirely dependent on this man, and then it turns out his heart was never with me. How is it possible to force someone to love me?

A glance, a word -- and joy or pain befalls.... How slight the links are in the chain that binds us to our destiny!

That's how disagreements always ended with Hugh Hefner; he would just stomp off, and you were left to pick the pieces of your self-worth up off the floor. I'd invested every part of myself in the mansion and had nothing waiting for me outside those gates. I felt so trapped and so vulnerable to his criticisms.

If we seek to be loved - if we expect to be loved - this cannot be accomplished; we will be dependent and grasping not genuinely loving.

I always say neediness is the cause of suffering. I'm not the only one who says it. It's something I adopted and I believe.

The pain we feel When someone leaves our life is in direct proportion to the joy they bring while a part of our life for a few moments. In my life you made me feel as if I truly meant something to someone

There is so much a man can tell you,So much he can say.You remain, my power, my pleasure, my pain

You said everything I needed to hear. I'm hooked now. You have me. What are you going to do with me?

A lover is never a completely self-reliant person viewing the world through his own eyes, but a hostage to a certain delusion.

What I want is to be needed. What I need is to be indispensable to somebody. Who I need is somebody that will eat up all my free time, my ego, my attention. Somebody addicted to me. A mutual addiction.

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

Love and joy are incredibly habit-forming; often a single exposure is enough to cause permanent addiction.

Why do our parents have the ability to make us feel like children even when our hair is graying and we have a mortgage that feels like a Third World debt? (135)

My mother was very involved with me. And we had a dialogue constantly. And it was like an umbilical cord. As long as the words were flowing back and forth we were connected and feeding each other. And I probably grew up very afraid of losing that connection.

If you can't live without me, why aren't you dead already?

I once read somewhere that, in any relationship, the one who cares the least is the one with all the power.

And pity--people who inspire it in you are actually very powerful people. To get someone else to take care of you, to feel sorry for you--that takes a lot of strength, smarts, manipulation. Very powerful people.

If anything might hurt her, silence would; and I wanted to hurt her.