Gilmore Girls Love Quotes

As my friend Oliver Platt used to say to me about hopes and dreams I'd share with him: 'It's coming, just not on your time frame.

Ernest only has lovely things to say about you.

I admit it, given a choice, with a handful of exceptions, I tend to prefer the company of animals to the company of people. Animals are honest—there’s not a hint of pretense about them, they just unapologetically are who they are, and their capacity to love and be loved outshines ours by about a million.

And against my better judgment, I was also in love.

You know, Ernest only has lovely things to say about you.

So between critiques, the camera flew around on its arm like some sort of drunk helicopter, getting reaction shots from each contestant, and then from the judges. They asked us to hold our reactions as best we could until they got to us. Ever smile for a photograph for someone who doesn't know how to work their camera? Twenty times longer than that. My mouth started to tremble from trying to hold a smile. During one of these awkward frozen moments, one of the contestants grinned at me and mouthed the words "I love you," and I tried as best I could to communicate my thanks while also maintaining my frozen face.

Lee did his damnedest to take care of me while I healed, but nothing made quite as much of a difference as the day he looked at me and said, “I love you so much it makes me want to cry.” Pain or no pain, walker or no walker, I’d never felt so powerful and so invincible in my life as I did in that moment. I still relive it, and it still fills me up.

The funny part is my gut reaction is to come up with something to say next that won't make him uncomfortable. What would I do otherwise? Cause a scene? Claim harassment by a man who likely helped pay for the open bar I'm drinking at because he tapped my hip and clavicle? I hate myself a little for the passivity of it, but in professional situations like this, with my literal livelihood at stake, I revert to a sacred little girl who has internalized that under no circumstances should she ruffle affluent society's feathers.

No way would I try to talk someone out of their dream, no matter what it is. Whatever it is, I believe you immerse yourself in it, work hard at it, express yourself through it, challenge yourself with it, give yourself every opportunity to fall in love with it, and explore the adventures that come with it. If it's the right dream for you and it allows you to support yourself, so that you're not pursuing your dream at someone else's expense, it will probably last a lifetime. If it stops being enjoyable and fulfilling and you fall out of love with it--if it starts feeling like drudgery to the point where it becomes painful and depressing-there's nothing wrong with saying, "Okay, what else do I want to do with my life?" and start pursuing that dream.

Losing my mom was the worst, most devastating thing that had ever happened to me. When I lost her, I didn’t just lose my mom. I lost my hero. My biggest fan. My fiercest protector and my wisest, most patient teacher, who taught me everything from my first ballet lessons to honesty, to not being defined by my circumstances, to always, always loving myself, because if I was special enough to be loved by her, I must be worth loving.

Yes, Dr. Jones, I'd love to meet you in the supply closet, but first I have to administer forty ccs of medical medical to my patients' medical medical or he may go into medical medical, and then we'll really be in trouble.

It's so weird to live in this world. What a bizarre tension to care deeply about the refugee crisis in Syria and also about Gilmore Girls. It is so disorienting to fret over aged-out foster kids while saving money for a beach vacation. Is it even okay to have fun when there is so much suffering in our communities and churches and world? What does it say about us when we love things like sports, food, travel, and fashion in a world plagued with hunger and human trafficking?

I have discovered this principle of life—that when I want to do what is right, I inevitably do what is wrong. I love God’s law with all my heart. But there is another power within me that is at war with my mind. This power makes me a slave to the sin that is still within me. Oh, what a miserable person I am! Who will free me from this life that is dominated by sin and death? Thank God! The answer is in Jesus Christ our Lord.” - Romans 7:21-25a

I hope I remember that while we will never agree with everyone all the time, we can give our best effort to getting along. Partly because it feels better to live at peace with others, but also because it shows obedience to and love for God. It shows that we place value on something outside of ourselves when we refuse to be selfish and stubborn, instead choosing flexibility and fellowship.

My Idea of Romance (Love Sonnet) My idea of romance is a bit different, it's not steamy hot sex at the back of a car, my idea of romance is to snuggle up together on the couch, with pizza and Gilmore Girls. Excitement lasts till lust is satisfied, intimacy transcends excitement in love and life. Intercourse is a small variable in the love equation, there is more to love than doing it from behind. There's a difference between being horny and being in love, when you are horny, you want release - when in love, you don't want to be released. Intimacy is a life-long journey, it doesn't end with stripping off clothes - real intimacy begins when you stand baring your soul.

My idea of romance is a bit different, it's not steamy hot sex at the back of a car, my idea of romance is to snuggle up together on the couch, with pizza and Gilmore Girls.