Desperately Seeking Epic Quotes

Life’s too short to be subtle,

You are my most epic adventure, princess.

I think that kiss was the first time I ever thought about forever.

Laughter is like the old grandmother in every family,” I note, “it brings everyone together. Even people that hate each other.

Look at me. I fucked up,” he rasps. “I know it. I’ve always known it. But I did love you, and I’ve never stopped. Hate me for leaving. Hate me for being a dick. But don’t hate me because I didn’t love you.

There is no woman in this world like your mother. Believe me, I’ve looked.

Marriage feels like a living and breathing thing, and when you lose it, it’s like losing a family member.

My little girl made me breakfast in bed. If she’d bought me a burnt turd and a cup of toilet water, I’d choke it down.

DESPERATELY SEEKING EPIC You’re my father. I don’t know much about you. I know your name is Paul James, you’re a thrill seeker, and once upon a time you did stunts and people called you ‘Epic.’ I’ve been told you don’t know about me. That it’s complicated. But for me it’s simple. Here’s the thing: I’m twelve years old . . . and I’m dying. And as much as this could crush my mother, I have to meet you before I go. In time, I’m sure she’ll understand. She’s still in love with you. So, Epic, if you read this, please come back. You don’t have to be my dad. You don’t even have to tell me you love me or you’re sorry. Just come see me.

How heavy the weight must feel to know you are deteriorating, yet feel like you need to remain tough for those you love.

Life's too short to be subtle," she pipes back. She got that from the video Ashley made. She's quoting me. "That is true, princess." I frown. Life is too short.

I need to let him go. But hearts don’t work like light switches; they don’t just flick on and off. They swell rapidly with love and bleed out slowly with pain.

Bending down, I press a firm kiss to her forehead. “You are my most epic adventure, princess.

And there it is. The suck. It’s been one day and he’s already sucking me back in.

Life’s too short to be subtle.   Love,

Hate me for leaving. Hate me for being a dick. But don’t hate me because I didn’t love you.

As a mother, who loves her child so fiercely, and who sees all of her beauty, inside and out, that statement just crushed me.

body shakes as I continue to cry, the images of Paul flickering through my mind like a TV channel with poor reception; quick, and not nearly long enough to really understand. Which is Paul down to a T. You only ever get a taste, and it’s never enough.

Someone gave up on this place a long time ago. Maybe I just don’t like giving up.” I

I didn't listen. Of course, I didn't.

And how I still love him. He's getting to me. I'm officially in the vortex of the suck.

They are everything. And that’s what I tell them when I whisper, ‘Everything that matters is right here in my arms.