I think kissing is what seperates us from the animals and makes us divine.
Robert GoolrickStanding in the center of the crowd, his solitude was enormous. He felt that in all the vast and frozen space in which he lived his life - every hand needy, every heart wanting something from him - everybody had a reason to be and a place to land. Everybody but him. For him there was nothing. In all the cold and bitter world, there was not a single place for him to sit down.
Robert GoolrickShe was the beautiful, lethal, insinuating spider he had waited for all his life.
Robert GoolrickI wasn't safe. I wasn't permanent. My life was a fiction I had created, like an alien who comes to earth and tries to pass as human. The affections of my friends meant nothing to me, directed, as they were, toward a person who wasn't there. There was nobody home.
Robert GoolrickTheir love for me was both a myth and a torture and so I wrecked everything. I hurt them, and I left them hurting.
Robert GoolrickMots clés friendship love hurt sad
If you don't receive love from the ones who are meant to love you, you will never stop looking for it.
Robert GoolrickMots clés love sad unrequited-love longing searching
I would give anything, anything, to be the man to whom this has not happened. I can not accommodate myself to it. In a lifetime of trying, I can not accommodate myself to it.
And now I will have to be that person forever.
Mots clés loss sadness sad abuse
There is an ache in my heart for the imagined beauty of a life I haven't had, from which I had been locked out, and it never goes away.
Robert GoolrickI know that it's easier to look at death than it is to look at pain, because while death is irrevocable, and the grief will lessen in time, pain is too often merely relentless and irreversible.
Robert GoolrickMots clés pain loss death grief abuse
It is the tenderness that breaks our hearts. The loveliness that leaves us stranded on the shore, watching the boats sail away. It is the sweetness that makes us want to reach out and touch the soft skin of another person. And it is the grace that comes to us, undeserving though we may be.
Robert GoolrickMots clés love grace sweetness
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