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Some men want to believe their kingship will make them stronger, more invulnerable to life's sorrows so that hurts do not hurt, pain is laughable. They are surprised to discover the paradox of strength - only the truly vulnerable possess the ability to love powerfully.
I wonder if Perry snores. I'm not going to ask; first dates can be so awkward.
Fuck it.
"Hey, do you snore? I hate to ask, because I know how awkward it is to bring up on the first date."
Perry spit-laughs a gob of drool.
"You're unbelievable."
"So, yes?"
"No, I do not snore."
"You look like a snorer.
To become a tourist assumes a certain vulnerability, to wear the wrong shoes and not know the right times for meals. To drive too slow, alert for photographable moments, because you're awestruck that beauty exists in the world and, amazingly enough, we all happened to find it on the same damn day. To be a tourist is to be filled with wonder.
I didn't tell you so that you'd repeat it back. I said it because my heart commanded me to open my damn mouth.
There should be a word for an attitude between snobbish and unconscious, describing someone who doesn't realize how strongly he holds his own opinions.
I think jalapeno sounds like a bunch of letters piling into a beat-up old word to get tacos.
This is one of those California moments, and these two women now have their own dose of surrealism to share with their friends: the mostly naked, mountaintop cello player and his even more naked, duck holding friend. Everyone here grooves on those stories, where the line between locals and tourists blur, and for a moment we're all Californians because we share the same love.
To boast wonder takes great courage. Being left speechless with joy is not for the weak. We forget to be surprised by everyday miracles, like toast springing up, the mesmerizing blue in the sky, or even simple friendships. To touch and remember this delicate sense of wonder, we travel. We deliberately let ourselves become tourists to welcome in this unique delight.
Wonder is always difficult until you forgive whoever destroyed your love of surprises.
Some men shy from the morning kiss, worried their breath isn't fresh enough. Fuck that. We can kiss minty-cleat later. I'd rather have the morning kiss, the one that smells of heat and last night's blurry sleep, yesterday's dirt and drama.
These tears need to be shed, wept into the earth where there is no hope of consolation. Sometimes a man has to cry alone.
I warned you about those sexually graphic descriptions. Now you've alienated our only breakfast friend, a homophobic Republican on crack.
You've got to seduce the brain throughout a King Weekend, appease it, and occasionally confound it. The brain is so commanding, confident that every thought has always been right, is right, will be right, that tweaking a man's heart has no chance of success if the brain isn't distracted.
Every corner of the sky awkwardly showed up wearing the exact same thing, a moody gray dress accessorized with flat clouds. If North, South, East, and West were drag queens, this would be bad, very bad.
Duck love is recognizable in any language.
It's good to be a king, lost or found.
I wonder sometimes why we don't have more words to express forgiveness. The words we use are so trite, so limited. How do you describe that first melting of a friend's face after a vicious fight, the moment when you suddenly know that eventually, you will survive this.
Have you ever done anything so significantly outrageous, so beautiful and insane, that on days when your life feels dull, these shining moments leap out? Do you have an answer to the question 'Did I live? Did I touch the world?' (Vin)
He arches his back because when you forgive, the body says, Thank God.
I think Joy sleeps in strange places. We're always looking for her in shiny, happy, fun times, assuming that Joy prefers her twin brother, Pleasure, when she often hangs out with her somewhat stoic big sister, Strength. Joy is not always easy to recognize, dirt-smudged and sweating, brambles in her hair. I want to believe she sometimes wears a ski mask.
I love hotel soaps. For some reason, I always believe those little soaps will bring me luck. So far, they have only brought me soap.
Men often think submission indicates weakness, that letting someone else take charge betrays a character deficit. But we all submit to strangers who drill into our teeth as long as we can see the parchment on their wall which reads Dentist.
Toppling sounds like it jumped from a tall building and landed gracefully on is g.
It's good to be a bear and not take yourself so damn seriously.
Once there was a tribe of men," I say in a strong voice, audible to none but him, "a tribe populated entirely of kings. Odd, you may think, and wonder how any work got done in such a society with everyone making rules. But these were not those kinds of kings.