Yael Stone Quotes

I can't think of anything more crushing than slowly, over time, realizing exactly how wrong you were about someone.

Who is ever adequate? We all create situations each other can't live up to, then break our hearts at them because they don't.

You only need to look at Jane Austen to see how crossed wires can become a defining aspect of romantic life. Then again, if the course of true love ran more smoothly, it would have a terribly detrimental effect on our cache of love stories.

The process of a date, I think, is terrible. Horrible. Because everything is banal and predicted.

It is easier to keep half a dozen lovers guessing than to keep one lover after he has stopped guessing.

A lot of those who let you down are those who seemed the closest to you.

I had a lovers quarrel with the world.

So in our pride we ordered for breakfast an omelet, toast and coffee and what has just arrived is a tomato salad with onions, a dish of pickles, a big slice of watermelon and two bottles of cream soda.

Few things can make us feel crazier than expecting something from someone who has nothing to give.

Few friendships could survive the moodiness of love affairs.

Currently I'm not a crazy ex-girlfriend, but I can't promise I won't be one again.

One game that drives me crazy, is when a guy gives the girl they really like more attention, and then they feel like maybe they pressed too hard, so they back way off and start giving other women attention. I've never pulled this myself.

What if every relationship you've ever been in, is someone slowly figuring out they didn't like you as much as they hoped they would?

I always like how a seemingly benign activity that was meant to be fun can turn into drama.

My daughter is a bit annoyed with me that she didn't get to meet Baby Yoda.

galatea was a serious girl. she was pale and looked like tears all over. big ed passed his hand through his hair and said hello. she looked at him steadily. "where have you been? why did you do this to me?" and she gave dean a dirty look; she knew the score. dean paid absolutely no attention; what he wanted now was food; he asked jane if there was anything. the confusion began right there.

I suppose I really seemed mad, then; but it was only through the awfulness of having said nothing but the truth, and being thought to be deluded.

There's no more usual basis of union than mutual misunderstanding.

I understand a fury in your words But not your words.

Why is it that you don't love me?" "Sometimes I wish I knew..." "Don't anybody tell him!!

And with each step my heart broke for the person I would never find, the person who'd love me. And then I would remember I had a wife at home who loved me, or later that my wife had left me and I was terrirfied, or again later that I had a beautiful alcoholic girlfriend who would make me happy forever. But every time I entered the place there were veiled faces promising everything and then clarifying quickly into the dull, the usual, looking up at me and making the same mistake.

Are you two having some sort of strange human thing that you can’t follow what I’m saying? (Simi)

She likes you, she just doesn't understand you.

Maybe, in the final analysis, they saw me as something I wasn't and I tried to turn them into something they could never be. I loved them all but maybe I never understood any of them. I don't think they understood me.

No one really needs me,” he says, and there's no self-pity in his voice...“I do,” I say. “I need you.” He looks upset, takes a deep breath as if to begin a long argument, and that's no good, no good at all, because he'll start going on about Prim and my mother and everything and I'll just get confused. So before he can talk, I stop his lips with a kiss.