emotional dilemma Quotes

I either write the book or sell the jewels. And I'm kinda sentimental about the jewels.

Am I in love? --yes, since I am waiting. The other one never waits. Sometimes I want to play the part of the one who doesn't wait; I try to busy myself elsewhere, to arrive late; but I always lose at this game. Whatever I do, I find myself there, with nothing to do, punctual, even ahead of time. The lover's fatal identity is precisely this: I am the one who waits.

You tell me you were happier with him, but you want me to stay.

He was so good and honest. Why couldn't I love him instead?

My heart says one thing. My head says another. Very hard to get your heart and head together in life.

It's the age-old battle between mind and heart, which seldom want the same thing.

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?

If you stay, I'll do whatever you want. I'll quit the band, go with you to New York. But if you need me to go away, I'll do that, too. I was talking to Liz and she said maybe coming back to your old life would be too painful, that maybe it'd be easier for you to erase us. And that would suck, but I'd do it. I can lose you like that if I don't lose you today. I'll let you go. If you stay.

I regard England as my wife and America as my mistress.

Please let me go." "Anna." He lowered his brow to hers. "Don't ask me to do that, because I don't think I can live without you. Take a chance, roll the dice. Come with me.

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

There's a million reasons why I should give you up. But the heart wants what it wants.

She had loved him. He knew this; he had never doubted it. But she had also asked him to kill her. If you love someone that much, you did not lay that sort of burden on him for the rest of his life.

It's a most distressing affliction to have a sentimental heart and a skeptical mind.

You could run from someone you feared, you could try to fight someone you hated. All my reactions were geared toward those kinds of killers – the monsters, the enemies. When you loved the one who was killing you, it left you no options. How could you run, how could you fight, when doing so would hurt that beloved one? If your life was all you had to give your beloved, how could you not give it? If it was someone you truly loved?

I realized I love him just as much or more than I did four years ago. That I'm never live with him" She raised her head to look at her sisters with haunted eyes. "And I don't know if I can live without him.

I didn't know what to say to her - I was caught in a love triangle with one dead side.

Where you really have your eggs in one basket and that breach happens and you know you should go but you're still in love and you just don't know what to do. It hits you because it's not like -- you're a cheater, and a liar, and I hate you, and you're no good, and I'm leaving. It's not that. It's like, I'm tormented. Even though you've done this and I know it, I still don't know what to do. I know I should go, but I don't want to. And that's why it's such a f***ed-up thing.

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

Audiences will see what they want to see. Some will come out, hopefully enjoying two hours of action. Some people will find themselves gravitating towards the emotional dilemma that the characters find themselves in. Other people will see that there is some layer of subversions to the storytelling aspect of poking a finger of judgment at certain governments to the idea of foreign invasion, others maybe false pretenses.

I'm afraid if I listen to my heart once, I'll never figure out how to ignore it again.

It must be less wicked to love the wrong person than not to love anybody at all.

How could I leave Prim, who is the only person in the world I’m certain I love?

If I was given the choice between having the world back and having you, I wouldn't be able to give you up. Not to save five billion lives.

The only thing more unthinkable than leaving was staying; the only thing more impossible than staying was leaving.