Alex Adams Quotes

He reels me in, cups my face with both hands, and becomes my whole world. This is a kiss
maybe the last one we'll ever know, so we stay there forever, warm and safe. When he pulls away, something is lost. I think it's my heart.

One way, our way policy.

You'll love him. Or maybe you'll just love him a time or two.

Do you realize you're talking to yourself?
Yes.
It's good that you know the difference.

Thank God.
Yeah, God. That guy.

Have you ever been in love?
Yes.
What's it like?
Great and terrible. Like Oz.

Why don't you tell me why you called me?
Don't you know?
I'm a therapist, nto a psychic.
That would make your job easier, no?
Scarier.

She's unhurt - or at least not bleeding on the oustide.

My two best friends are dead, which means they're great listeners now, but lousy as far as support goes.

It's not just college grades that fall in a curve. Human decency is bell-shaped, with some of us slopping over the edges. Saints on one end, sinners on the other.

You're not dead.
I'm not dead.
Why? How?
Dying wasn't on my list.

My sister's voice is Minnie Mouse and a dash of fingernails down a chalkboard, but only when she wants to bend me to her will.

Fuck you. Fuck you with a chainsaw!

Can I ask you something?
Boxers. Briefs exacerbate my claustrophobia.

How do you file a restraining order against sadness?

I have two choices: attend my sister's dinner party or tie a plastic sack around my mother's head until she runs out of ngagging. I choose the evil that doesn't come witha felony conviction.

A crude puppet impaled by her puppet master.

Just say the word and I'll make him stay.
I have to do it.
There's no have to. Not even now.

Love fills all the gaps in our souls.

Just a cold. And I think maybe I'm pregnant, because I'm always riding the porcelain bus, or thinking about it.

Pa-rump, pa-rump, pa-rump. He's the Little Drummer Boy on speed.

It's satisfying. It yields immediate results. Something is dirty. Then it's not.

I pray to a God I don't really have faith in just so I feel like I have company.

I've heard the story about the woman who opened the box and let havoc grab a choke hold on the world.

Do you want me, too?
Yes. And no.
I'll take that. For now.

If you kill him, call me. I'm bound by doctor client privilege.
Really?
No, but the courts make exceptions for assholes.

Otherwise I'll do something that I won't be able to live with. And that's important to me, being able to live with my actions. My thoughts are a different story. They've my own and they don't hurt anyone but me.

Worst case I'll bring Rain Man here. I'll tell him it's a date.
Aha, so he's cute, then?
Tasty. And smart. Can't beat that witha stick.