I could quote enough Nietzsche to bore someone into a coma, solve mathematical problems so beautiful they'd make Pythagoras cry; I could talk so much bullshit the listener didn't know if I was coming or going, but I had gotten to know Rickie well enough to realize that I had no idea how a woman's mind worked.
T.J. ForresterTags: love
Truth may start out timid, but it finishes bold.
T.J. ForresterTags: philosophy truths
The sting of her abandonment had not lessened through the years, and I suspected it would never go away. Occasionally, I could see agony in her eyes, the shadows that flickered in the background. If I could, I'd take her pain and make it my own. I'd swallow it like a bitter pill and live with the consequences.
T.J. ForresterTags: love suffering relationship
If I could slam the door, I would. If I could walk to another room, I would. The best I can do is turn and head for the far corner of my cell. In prison, even goodbyes are beyond my control.
T.J. ForresterShe had never been to college, and I often wondered where her life would have led under different circumstances. She might have been a physician or an attorney, a CEO or a professor. Instead, she was stuck in Silvington, Indiana, married to a construction worker, and trying anything she could think of to save her child.
T.J. ForresterTags: women
If it was broke, Dad could fix it.
T.J. ForresterShe didn't want me; she wanted all of me. I didn't mind saying it. My girlfriend scared the crap out of me.
T.J. ForresterTags: love relationships
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