Beau Taplin Quotes

The difference between an ordinary life and an extraordinary life is only a matter of perspective. Pull the blinds. Look around you. It is a mad, mad world and you do not require ten digit bank accounts to immerse yourself in it. Travel down dusty roads without a destination in mind. Climb a mountain and scream out into the void. Kiss the hell out of a stranger. Skinny dip in a lake. Get lost and lose yourself (they are two separate things). Explore the wilderness (especially the one within). Think less of destiny and more of the moment right here. Because when you are old and ill with your loved ones around you, fame won't matter, nor will the extent of your wealth. You are the sum of the stories you can tell. ~ Beau Taplin

No, I do not want to be loved unconditionally. I want to be shown when I am treating you less than you deserve. I want you to leave if I ever start making you promises I do not see through. Love me for my flaws, yes, but don't you dare ever allow them to hurt you. ~ Beau Taplin

Be careful. There are people out there who will look at your love only as a place to put their pain. ~ Beau Taplin

There are a few things in life so beautiful they hurt: swimming in the ocean while it rains, reading alone in empty libraries, the sea of stars that appear when you're miles away from the neon lights of the city, bars after 2am, walking in the wilderness, all the phases of the moon, the things we do not know about the universe, and you. ~ Beau Taplin

I wanted to be devoured. ~ Beau Taplin

You were a risk, a mistery, and the most certain thing I'd ever known. ~ Beau Taplin

Some goodbyes are not ends but releases. ~ Beau Taplin

I never wanted a quiet, sensible sort of love. I wanted to be devoured. ~ Beau Taplin

A memory
can be a
marvelous getaway
but you must
never make
a home there. ~ Beau Taplin

The act of you leaving was just the full stop at the end of a terrible sentence. Fact is, I lost you long before you ever left. ~ Beau Taplin

Don't tell me this hurts for you too. A killer cannot sue for the bruises on his knuckles or the blood on his shoes. ~ Beau Taplin

People are oceans. You cannot know them by their surface. ~ Beau Taplin

I am awfully sentimental. Of books, belongings, people, places. It matters very little how positive or negative the experience was. If it shared some meaningful time in my life, I'll have trouble letting go. ~ Beau Taplin

She said 'never forget me'
...as if the coast could forget the ocean
...or the lung could forget the breath
...or the earth could forget the sun. ~ Beau Taplin

Listen to me, your body is not a temple. Temples can be destroyed and desecrated. Your body is a forest - thick canopies of maple trees and sweet scented wildflowers sprouting in the underwood. You will grow back, over and over, no matter how badly you are devastated. ~ Beau Taplin

Love is neither owed nor earned. It either is or it's not. I gave you the world. But you wanted the stars. ~ Beau Taplin

Home is not where you are from, it is where you belong. Some of us travel the whole world to find it. Others, find it in a person. ~ Beau Taplin

Sunsets are proof that endings can often be beautiful too. ~ Beau Taplin

If you have to lose yourself to please your partner, you're with the wrong person. ~ Beau Taplin

Kiss me until I forget how terrified I am of everything wrong with my life. ~ Beau Taplin

I'm tired of trying to fill up my empty spaces with things I don't need and people I don't like. ~ Beau Taplin

Some night i wonder if the stars watch us the same way we watch them.other nights i think of you and im sure of it ~ Beau Taplin

I think the beating in our hearts was put there to remind us that even when we are alone in the world, we march on. That even in the enormous dark and quiet, we always have someone to lean on, to embrace and turn to. That even when we have no one else, we always have ourselves. ~ Beau Taplin

I cannot stand the words Get over it. All of us are under such pressure to put our problems in the past tense. Slow down. Don't allow others to hurry your healing. It is a process, one that may take years, occasionally, even a lifetime - and that's OK. ~ Beau Taplin

I've always been enchanted by the endings of things. Series finales and sunsets. Last paragraphs and encores. I think for the way they remind me that losing something you love isn't always sad and heartbreaking, but sometimes breathtaking and beautiful. ~ Beau Taplin

Unstoppable not because she ... ~ Beau Taplin

I had learned even loneliness could leave an absence if it had lived in you long enough. ~ Beau Taplin

I want to fall to sleep with you,
and I could care less
whether it is in
layers upon layers
of clothing
or only our skin -
all I really want is to wake up
not knowing
where I end and you begin. ~ Beau Taplin

and i've learned to love loneliness because unlike you it never leaves ~ Beau Taplin

Often, when we have a crush, when we lust for a person, we see only a small percentage of who they really are. The rest we make up for ourselves. Rather than listen, or learn, we smother them in who we imagine them to be, what we desire for ourselves, we create little fantasies of people and let them grow in our hearts. And this is where the relationship fails. In time, the fiction we scribble onto a person falls away, the lies we tell ourselves unravel and soon the person standing in front of you is almost unrecognisable, you are now complete strangers in your own love. And what a terrible shame it is. My advice: pay attention to the small details of people, you will learn that the universe is far more spectacular an author than we could ever hope to be. ~ Beau Taplin

I learned much too late
that what you called love
was nothing but a
desperate and irrational
fear of a life lived alone. ~ Beau Taplin

She was unstoppable. Not because she did not have failures or doubts, bit because she continued on despite them. ~ Beau Taplin

Our tragedy is that
we want who we can't have,
grow disinterested
in those we do,
and no matter how
painful the time
we shared with them was,
we inevitably long
for those whom we lose.

if we knew then what we know now. ~ Beau Taplin

Falling for a person isn't a process. You can't plan for it in advance, or anticipate its arrival. Love strikes in single moments. Anywhere. Anytime. Some day you catch them gardening in the sun, or singing dreadfully in the shower, and you think, Oh, I could spend all my life with you ~ Beau Taplin

The hours between 12am and 6am have a funny habit of making you feel like you're either on top of the world, or under it. ~ Beau Taplin

Maps

What I loved most about us
was the way we could lose ourselves
in each other
over and over
and still
never know the way.
You always felt like
a place I'd never been. ~ Beau Taplin

The one thing I know for sure is that feelings are rarely mutual, so when they are, drop everything, forget belongings and expectations, forget the games, the two days between texts, the hard to gets because this is it, this is what the entire world is after and you've stumbled upon it by chance, by accident––so take a deep breath, take a step forward, now run, collide like planets in the system of a dying sun, embrace each other with both arms and let all the rules, the opinions and common sense crash down around you. Because this is love kid, and it's all yours. Believe me, you're in for one hell of a ride, after all––this is the one thing I know for sure. ~ Beau Taplin

In the night, I am kept awake by the endless chatter of my inner self. I hear it speak softly of old hurts and fondly of past loves, while its demands and anxieties resound throughout me in multitudes.
I could be calm and composed all day long, but the moment it is dark, my mind riots. ~ Beau Taplin

I think I keep telling myself
you never loved me at all
because it is far less terrifying
a prospect than the possibility
you did, you really, truly
did, but all of a sudden, and for
no particular reason,
you woke up one day and stopped. ~ Beau Taplin

Some people are magic, and others are just the illusion of it. ~ Beau Taplin

Everyone you meet has a part to play in your story. And while some may take a chapter, others a paragraph, and most will be no more than scribbled notes in the margins, someday, you'll meet someone who will become so integral to your life, you'll put their name in the title. ~ Beau Taplin

But how can you love a person who is not whole? Because you, like the moon, are not only beautiful when full. In all of your phases and fractions and ivory-white pieces, I love you. ~ Beau Taplin

I will never ask you to fight for me. I have neither the insecurity nor the arrogance to believe that wars must be won and lost to earn or keep my love. ~ Beau Taplin

A relationship should not be measured in months or years. It's the calibre of the memories that matter. Their impact, their permanence, and the degree to which they change you. I've had relationships lasting years I can now scarcely recollect, and hours with others that feel like infinities. ~ Beau Taplin

Sometimes, home has a heartbeat ~ Beau Taplin

I tend to be most interested in the kinds of people that don't sweeten or dilute themselves for the sake of people's tastes.Who never soften the blow for who they are.I prefer the people that i connect with to be full strength and searing hot. And able to rouse my weary,idle heart. ~ Beau Taplin

you are, always were, worth coming apart for ~ Beau Taplin

the one good thing about falling apart is how we are never put back the same ~ Beau Taplin

Softness is not weakness. It takes courage to stay delicate in a world this cruel. ~ Beau Taplin

Anyway," Beau - clearly eager to change the subject - pointed down the hall, "let's talk about the color Jethro decided to paint the second bedroom."

"What's wrong with green?" Jethro grinned slyly. His poker face had always sucked.

"Nothing is wrong with green, but that's a very odd shade of green. What was it called again?"

"Sweet pea," Duane supplied flatly for his twin. "It was called sweet pea and I believe it was labeled as nursery paint."

"Nursery paint, huh? You have something to tell us, Jethro?" Beau teased, mirroring Jethro's grin. "No news to share? No big bombshell to drop?"

Jethro glanced at me. "I can't believe you didn't tell them yet."

"Why would I? I'm good at keeping secrets." I shoved my hands in my pockets, making sure I looked innocent. "And I'm not the one who's pregnant."

"I knew it!" Beau attacked Jethro, pulling him into a quick man-hug.

Jethro's grin widened to as large as I've ever seen it. "How could you possibly know?"

Duane clapped Jethro on the back as soon as Beau released him. "Because you've always wanted kids, and weren't one to futz around once you made up your mind."

"You should have painted it vomit green, to disguise all the baby vomit you're going to have to deal with," Beau suggested.

"And shit brown," Duane added. "Don't forget about the shit."

"Y'all are the best." Jethro placed his hands over his chest ~ Penny Reid

When the last peak died away, Alan opened his eyes. Huiann was watching his face. He was embarrassed until he saw the glitter of tears in her eyes.
He touched her cheek. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have…" His sticky spunk was all over her hand and his belly and he felt like a fool. He reached to grab the undershirt he'd tossed aside and wiped both of them clean. "I'm sorry."
"No. No, Alan." She touched her fingers to his mouth. "Gou. It is good. You face is beau-ti-ful." She pronounced each syllable with exquisite care.
He kissed the fingers pressed to his lips. "No, you're beautiful. A damn miracle. ~ Bonnie Dee

In politics, it's very theatrical. There's a lot of stage craft. The campaign is trying to tell a story that they want people to believe in, and candidates are playing the role, like actors, by a creative personae that people will be attracted to. ~ Beau Willimon

The truth is that it's just really hard for me to get to sleep without a dog in my bedroom. I once had a dog named Beau. He used to sleep in the corner of the bedroom. Some nights, though, he would sneak onto the bed and lie right between Gloria and me. I know that I should have pushed him off the bed, but I didn't. He was up there because he wanted me to pat his head, so that's what I would do. ~ James Stewart

Most people don't mind being stupid, insomuch that they do not appear stupid; appearance and being are seldom simultaneous, congruent, and conclusive. ~ Justin K. McFarlane Beau

A lot of people have asked me whether I am a cynic or take a cynical view of politics and are often surprised when I say that I consider myself an optimist, but an optimist dressed in the robes of a realist. ~ Beau Willimon

There are those who are legitimately corrupt, who cannot admit that legitimacy allows them to corrupt legitimacy, and to legitimately corrupt others. ~ Justin K. McFarlane Beau

Lesley Gore's part-time field was pop singer, and in her brief but urgent prime, she was the Queen of Teen Angst. She endured heartbreak as a birthday girl betrayed by her beau in 'It's My Party,' savored revenge in the sequel 'Judy's Turn to Cry' and belted the proto-feminist anthem 'You Don't Own Me.' ~ Richard Corliss

My jobs on campaigns were pretty low on the totem pole - I was an advance man. ~ Beau Willimon

He wanted to tell her that if it were simply a matter of crossing the river Styx and trading places with Beau, he'd be gone in a heartbeat. ~ Pamela Clare

Some people are married to ideas that they do not love, ideas that do not love them in return. They are married to ideas they do not sleep with, ideas that rob them of their sleep. ~ Justin K. McFarlane Beau

The lies they've convinced their eyes that they're seeing, will not mar the truth in my lens. ~ Justin K. McFarlane Beau

No music can fill the gaping void ... at least in my experience only faith. Only faith. ~ Beau Biden

I had longed to be a butterfly, and I was one at last. I attended private parties in sumptuous evening dress, simpered and aired my graces like a born beau, and polkaed and schoisched with a step peculiar to myself - and the kangaroo. ~ Mark Twain

Sometimes it's hard to know why networks will stick with something. Sometimes the ratings won't happen, but there's excitement at the network, so they'll stay with the show. ~ Beau Bridges

Happiness is gleaned from a source, which can be attributed to all experiences; it can be found wherever the individual does not mind forfeiting the option, for some sense of control. ~ Justin K. McFarlane Beau

Honor the old but allow for innovation. ~ Beau Sides

Beau's gaze made my cheeks flush. A pleased grin touched his lips and I suddenly wanted to know how those lips would feel pressed against mine. I couldn't take my eyes off them. Even when his smile vanished I continued staring at his mouth.
"You're gonna have to stop doing that Ash," Beau whispered huskily and closed the space between us. His body was suddenly pressed against mine. I managed to shake my fascination with his lips and gaze up into his eyes. He was staring down at me with a hungry gleam I wasn't accustomed to seeing. But I liked it. I liked it a lot.
"Ash, I'm trying real hard to be good. Good isn't my thing but Sawyers important to me. Please remember I've got limits and you studying my mouth like you want a taste is pushing me dangerously close to the edge of those limits. ~ Abbi Glines

You're beautiful," he said.
"I'm as big as cow."
"A beautiful cow."
She chuckled. "I'm fat."
"You're not fat."
(Stella & Beau) ~ Rachel Gibson

I'm your ride out to the Double T," Beau said, gripping the edge of his white straw cowboy hat and tipping it in a cordial gesture. She ground the heels of her low pumps into the soft tar to contain her growing irritation. Did he think she was an idiot? "No way. ~ Lisa Mondello

But at that moment, in my brokenness, Beau picked up every single piece of my shattered heart, and he made me whole again. Right then, I knew true love. Not the kind born out of allegiance of family ties, but that which was a complete meeting of minds, and the understanding that though separate individuals, ties bound us, covering a multitude of differences. ~ Gianni Holmes

Is there something going on with you?" I asked, giving him ample opportunity to share his troubles.

His eyes lifted to mine and he twisted his lips to the side. He stared at me, carefully masking his thoughts and saying nothing for a time. Then he shook his head.

"Nope. Nothing is going on with me." Beau's tone was deliberately devoid of telling emotion.

I scrutinized him further.

"Stop it, Cletus."

"Stop what?"

"Stop trying to peer into my mind." He cracked a half smile, shoving his hands into his pockets.

"I would never do that, Beau. Your mind is a depraved and dissolute place. I would fear for my eternal soul should I manage a glimpse inside."

He grinned at my teasing and I was pleased to see it. "That's right." He turned to the door and called over his shoulder as he left. "And don't you forget it. ~ Penny Reid

It is clear, then, that the desire for certainty shapes our spaces of possibility, our perceptions, and our lives both personally and professionally. Usually, this need saves us. But it also sabotages us. This produces an ongoing tension between what we might think of as our conscious selves and our automatic selves. To overcome our inborn reflex that pushes us to seek certainty (sometimes at any cost), we must lead with our conscious selves and tell ourselves a new story, one that with insistent practice will change our future past and even our physiological responses. We must create internal and external ecologies that… celebrate doubt!
This means the biggest obstacle to deviation and seeing differently isn't actually our environment as such, or our" intelligence, or even - ironically - the challenge of reaching the mythical "aha" moment. Rather, it is the nature of human perception itself, and in particular the perceived need for knowing. Yet the deep paradox is that the mechanisms of perception are also the process by which we can unlock powerful new perceptions and ways to deviate. Which means that mechanism of generating a perception is the blocker… and the process of creating perception is the enabler of creativity ~ Beau Lotto

.....I'm certain I asked for a cowboy one December past--
For I wanted the excitement of pioneers to last;
I ached to sing with a fiddle, speak with a drawl and twang;
I surely requested John Wayne to be part of my gang.

Of course I dreamed of a cowboy in those Yuletides of yore--
For I wanted that ace, that corral fighter, that scout roar;
I ached for the authentic frontier hero of the West;
I surely requested the sacred battleground's finest.

I did pray Santa'd give me a cowboy some time ago--
For I wanted a legend in denim wrangler for beau;
I ached to be rounded up safely by my saddled knight;
I surely requested I be prospected, mined, settled right...


-----excerpted from the poem 'A Cowboy For Christmas' in the book FROM GUAM TO CROWN CITY CORONADO (THANKS TO HERMANN, MISSOURI): A JOURNEY IN POESY, by Mariecor Ruediger ~ Mariecor Ruediger

The press don't wake up in the morning simply to be a mouthpiece for pols - they're out to uncover and expose news. That often is at odds with what politicians are setting out to do - it's both symbiotic and antagonistic. They need each other, they work in concert with one another, they work against one another. ~ Beau Willimon

If you really think that ambition, power, lust, desire are not as applicable in the media as in politics or on Wall Street or anywhere else, you're deluding yourself. ~ Beau Willimon

My brother and I are always trying to figure out a way to work again together. ~ Beau Bridges

We are all very much alike in France in this respect; we still remain knights, knights of love and fortune, since God has been abolished whose bodyguard we really were. But nobody can ever get woman out of our hearts; there she is, and there she will remain, and we love her, and shall continue to love her, and go on committing all kinds of follies on her account as long as there is a France on the map of Europe; and even if France were to be wiped off the map, there would always be Frenchmen left. ~ Guy De Maupassant

The economics of being a playwright are abysmal. I like to think of the work I do out in Hollywood as a way to actually make a life in the theater easier. ~ Beau Willimon

Life's most beautiful moments come after the rain." -Beau Bennett ~ Lisa De Jong

My son Beau got very ill when he was just four months old in Majorca. He contracted a really bad case of gastroenteritis. Everything feels so much worse when you don't speak the language, and you need that reassuring conversation as a mum, but you can't have it. ~ Louise Nurding

Solace, is having the same company for years, while being seen as a stranger. Here, only a fool would think he had the luxury of friends. ~ Justin K. McFarlane Beau

There is more clarity in paradoxical truths, than there is in a single act of bold stupidity. ~ Justin K. McFarlane Beau

He noted that she sipped the wine immediately, without the usual ritual of those accustomed to sampling fine vintages... no swirling of the glass to test the aroma, or the rivulets that the English called "legs" and the French more poetically referred to as "tears." As a member of the beau monde, Vivien should have been experienced at such a ritual. However, she did not look like a worldly courtesan accustomed to the finer things in life... she looked like a sheltered, naive young woman. ~ Lisa Kleypas

He keeps us waiting rather than wishing for him. I feel it a matter of perfect indifference whether he arrives at any moment or not at all." - Lady Harriet Cavendish of George Beau Brummell ~ Ian Kelly

In my early to mid-20s, a fear of confrontation made it difficult for me to end relationships in a mature or even quasi-sane way. Instead, I would hang on resentfully, praying that my doomed beau would end things first and spare me the displeasure. To add hindrance to hang-up, the men I chose were usually just as stoic as I was. ~ Koren Zailckas