Simon Van Booy Quotes

I cannot be with someone who takes pleasure in inflicting pain on me, someone who can't love me

We are effectively destroying ourselves by violence masquerading as love.

There's the idea that love is supposed to hurt, but it really shouldn't hurt.

The battles, the fights, the bruises, the bites. That's the way true love grows.

You will always fall in love, and it will always be like having your throat cut, just that fast.

You, the strong, have I loved, though the marks of your iron hoofs are yet upon my flesh.

You've managed-- in our short three years together-- to kill not only my god, but my father, my brother, and my fiance. That's kind of like a homicidal hat trick. It's a strange foundation for a relationship, wouldn't you say?

Fay had a spot of blood on the left side of her mouth and I took a wet cloth and wiped it off. Women were meant to suffer; no wonder they asked for constant declarations of love.

He lies right at you, you know you hate this game. He slaps you once in a while and you live and love in pain.

Love's a loaded gun and it shoots to kill.

Domestic violence causes far more pain than the visible marks of bruises and scars. It is devastating to be abused by someone that you love and think loves you in return. It is estimated that approximately 3 million incidents of domestic violence are reported each year in the United States.

Not all forms of abuse leave bruises.

Hurt, he'll never be hurt--he's made to hurt other people.

The poets continually and sometimes wilfully mistake love. Love is the old slaughterer.

The New Testament is a brutal destroyer of human illusions. If you follow Jesus and don't end up dead, it appears you have some explaining to do. The stark signifier of the human condition is one who spoke up for love and justice and was done to death for his pains. The traumatic truth of human history is a mutilated body.

The most conspicuous thing about suffering is, as W.H. Auden once observed, its banality. The day is green, the sun is shinging, someone is eating, or opening a window, the torturer's horse is scatching its innocent behind on a tree, and in a mere second someone we love is dead.

I wanted to be kicked and hit and bruised up and beaten. It became something that was an absolutely necessary part of every day for me.

It was woman that taught me cruelty, and on woman therefore I have exercised it.

Failure to love is almost like murder.

My view of addiction, whether it's drugs, food, alcohol or any list of other things, is the same reason I asked my mother why I wasn't a drug addict or alcoholic, which is because when you're not loved, often people become an addict and self destructive. Now the opposite of love is indifference and even worse is rejection and abuse, and I meet those people.

Love's an excuse to get hurt and to hurt. Do you like to hurt? I do, I do then hurt me.

Every parent can imagine the joys of child abuse.

Anyone in this world can have the power of life and death over someone else. It's horrible, but true. All you need to do is take it. And once you have -- there is no going back. (The Killer's Cousin)

Self-harm - the world will come at you with knives anyway. You do not need to beat them to it.

Mama tied a blindfold over my eyes. The next thing I felt my flesh was being cut away. I heard the blade sawing back and forth through my skin. The pain between my legs was so intense I wished I would die.