Cheating
Quotes - I know one thing about men
“I
used to loathe ambivalence; now I adore it. Ambivalence is my new best friend.”
―
Suzanne Finnamore, Split: A Memoir of Divorce
“You
didn't just cheat on me; you cheated on us. You didn't just break my heart; you
broke our future.”
―
Steve Maraboli, Unapologetically You: Reflections on Life and the Human
Experience
“Delusion
detests focus and romance provides the veil.”
―
Suzanne Finnamore, Split: A Memoir of Divorce
“I
know one thing about men," Bunny says with finality, leaving the room to
check on A. "They never die when you want them to.”
―
Suzanne Finnamore, Split: A Memoir of Divorce
“...I
feel like a traitor, a phony, a fake. But I am a hypocrite with the best
intentions, and I need kissing desperately.”
―
Coco J. Ginger
“So
many events and moments that seemed insignificant add up. I remember how for
the last Valentine´s Day, N gave flowers but no card. In restaurants, he looked
off into the middle distance while my hand would creep across the table to hold
his. He would always let go first. I realize I can´t remember his last
spontaneous gesture of affection.”
―
Suzanne Finnamore, Split: A Memoir of Divorce
“He
left a bit too easily and with obvious relief. His feet were swift and sure on
the muddy path.”
―
Suzanne Finnamore, Split: A Memoir of Divorce
“Nobody
has ever killed themselves over a broken arm. But every day, thousands of
people kill themselves because of a broken heart. Why? Because emotional pain
hurts much worse than physical pain.”
―
Oliver Markus Malloy, Bad Choices Make Good Stories (Omnibus): How The Great
American Opioid Epidemic of The 21st Century Began - a Memoir
“Roen
snorted. "You two have the strangest relationship in the Dells."
Archer
smiled slightly. "She won't consent to make it a marriage."
"I
can't imagine what's stopping her. I don't suppose you've considered being less
munificent with your love?"
"Would
you marry me, Fire, if I slept in no one's bed but yours?"
He
knew the answer to that, but it didn't hurt to remind him. "No, and I
should find my bed quite cramped.”
―
Kristin Cashore, Fire
“I
tried to keep myself away from him by using con words like "fidelity"
and "adultery", by telling myself that he would interfere with my
work, that I had him I'd be too happy to write. I tried to tell myself I was
hurting Bennett, hurting myself, making a spectacle of myself. I was. But
nothing helped. I was possessed. The minute he walked into a room and smiled at
me, I was a goner.”
―
Erica Jong, Fear of Flying
“Wait,”
he said. “That’s not a word.”
I
looked down to where, in a moment of desperation, I’d played zixic on a
triple-word-score space.
“Uh,
sure it is.”
“What’s
it mean?”
“It’s
sort of like…quixotic, but with more…”
“Bullshit?”
I
laughed out loud. I’d never heard him swear before.
“More
zeal. Hence the z.”
“Uh-huh.
Use it in a sentence.”
“Um…’You
are a zixic writer.’“
“I
don’t believe this.”
“That
you’re zixic?”
“That
you’re trying to cheat at Scrabble.” He leaned back against my couch, shaking
his head. “I mean, I was ready to accept the whole evil thing, but this is kind
of extreme.”
―
Richelle Mead, Succubus on Top
“Daily
I walk around my small, picturesque town with a thought bubble over my head:
Person Going Through A Divorce. When I look at other people, I automatically
form thought bubbles over their heads. Happy Couple With Stroller. Innocent
Teenage Girl With Her Whole Life Ahead Of Her. Content Grandmother And
Grandfather Visiting Town Where Their Grandchildren Live With Intact Parents.
Secure Housewife With Big Diamond. Undamaged Group Of Young Men On Skateboards.
Good Man With Baby In BabyBjörn Who Loves His Wife. Dogs Who Never Have To
Worry. Young Kids Kissing Publicly. Then every so often I see one like me, one
of the shambling gaunt women without makeup, looking older than she is:
Divorcing Woman Wondering How The Fuck This Happened.”
―
Suzanne Finnamore, Split: A Memoir of Divorce
“Any
way I slice reality it comes out poorly, and I feel an urge to not exist,
something I have never felt before; and now here it comes with conviction,
almost panic. I mentally bless and exonerate anyone who has kicked a chair out
from beneath her or swallowed opium in large chunks. My mind has met their
environment, here in the void. I understand perfectly.”
―
Suzanne Finnamore, Split: A Memoir of Divorce
“They
feel life is for the taking, and that everyone deserves happiness no matter
what the cost. I must remember these tricks if I ever decide to have my soul
surgically removed.”
―
Suzanne Finnamore, Split: A Memoir of Divorce
“The
snag about marriage is, it isn´t worth the divorce.”
―
Suzanne Finnamore, Split: A Memoir of Divorce
