Helen Fielding Quotes

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It struck me as pretty ridiculous to be called Mr. Darcy and to stand on your own looking snooty at a party. It's like being called Heathcliff and insisting on spending the entire evening in the garden, shouting "Cathy" and banging your head against a tree.
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones’s Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
It is a truth universally acknowledged that when one part of your life starts going okay, another falls spectacularly to pieces.
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones’s Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
Can officially confirm that the way to a man's heart these days is not through beauty, food, sex, or alluringness of character, but merely the ability to seem not very interested in him.
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones’s Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
I will not fall for any of the following: alcoholics, workaholics, commitment phobics, people with girlfriends or wives, misogynists, megalomanics, chauvists, emotional fuckwits or freeloaders, perverts.
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones’s Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
Tom has a theory that homosexuals and single women in their thirties have natural bonding: both being accustomed to disappointing their parents and being treated as freaks by society.
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones’s Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
I like you very much. Just as you are.
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones’s Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
That is such crap. How dare you be so fraudulently flirtatious, cowardly and dysfunctional? I am not interested in emotional fuckwittage. Goodbye.
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones’s Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
It is proved by surveys that happiness does not come from love, wealth, or power but the pursuit of attainable goals.
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones’s Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
I will not get upset over men, but instead be poised and cool ice-queen.
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones's Diary)
When someone leaves you, apart from missing them, apart from the fact that the whole little world you've created together collapses, and that everything you see or do reminds you of them, the worst is the thought that they tried you out and, in the end, the whole sum of parts adds up to you got stamped REJECT by the one you love. How can you not be left with the personal confidence of a passed over British Rail sandwich?
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones’s Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
But if you are single the last thing you want is your best friend forming a functional relationship with somebody else.
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones’s Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
Rules for Living by Olivia Joules 1. Never panic. Stop, breathe, think. 2. No one is thinking about you. They're thinking about themselves, just like you. 3. Never change haircut or color before an important event. 4. Nothing is either as bad or good as it seems. 5. Do as you would be done by, e.g. thou shalt not kill. 6. It is better to buy one expensive thing that you really like than several cheap ones that you only quite like. 7. Hardly anything matters: if you get upset, ask yourself, "Does it really matter?" 8. The key to success lies in how you pick yourself up from failure. 9. Be honest and kind. 10. Only buy clothes that make you feel like doing a small dance. 11. Trust your instincts, not your overactive imagination. 12. When overwhelmed by disaster, check if it's really a disaster by doing the following: (a) think, "Oh, fuck it," (b) look on the bright side, and if that doesn't work, look on the funny side. If neither of the above works then maybe it is a disaster so turn to items 1 and 4. 13. Don't expect the world to be safe or life to be fair.
Helen Fielding (Olivia Joules and the Overactive Imagination)
When someone loves you it's like having a blanket all round your heart...
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones’s Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
I'm no good at anything. Not men. Not social skills. Not work. Nothing.
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones’s Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
Emotional fuckwittage
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones’s Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
Don't say 'what,' say 'pardon,' darling, and do as your mother tells you.
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones’s Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
Thank you, Daniel, that is very good to know. But if staying here means working within 10 yards of you, frankly, I'd rather have a job wiping Saddam Hussein's arse.
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones’s Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
Oh God, what's wrong with me? Why does nothing ever work out?
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones’s Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
9p.m. My flat. Feel very strange and empty. Is all very well thinking everything is going to be different when you come back but then it is all the same. Suppose I have to make it different. But what am I going to do with my life? I know. Will eat some cheese.
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones: The Edge of Reason (Bridget Jones, #2))
One must not live one's life through men but must be complete on oneself as a woman of substance.
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones’s Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
Sink into morbid, cynical reflection on how much romantic heartbreak is to do with ego and miffed pride rather than actual loss
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones’s Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
Come on, let's get you a drink. How's your love life, anyway? Oh God. Why can't married people understand that this is no longer a polite question to ask? We wouldn't rush up to them and roar, "How's your marriage going? Still have sex?
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones’s Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
I am a child of Cosmopolitan culture, have been traumatized by supermodels and too many quizzes and know that neither my personality nor my body is up to it if left to its own devices. I can't take the pressure.
Helen Fielding
I realize it has become too easy to find a diet to fit in with whatever you happen to feel like eating and that diets are not there to be picked and mixed but picked and stuck to, which is exactly what I shall begin to do once I've eaten this chocolate croissant.
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones’s Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
..we were always taught, instead of waiting to be swept off our feet, to 'expect little, forgive much'.
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones’s Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
Valentine's Day purely commercial, cynical enterprise, anyway. Matter of supreme indifference to me.
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones’s Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
Coldplay songs deliver an amorphous, irrefutable interpretation of how being in love is supposed to feel, and people find themselves wanting that feeling for real. They want men to adore them like Lloyd Dobler would, and they want women to think like Aimee Mann, and they expect all their arguments to sound like Sam Malone and Diane Chambers. They think everything will work out perfectly in the end (just like it did for Helen Fielding's Bridget Jones and Nick Hornby's Rob Fleming), and they don't stop believing because Journey's Steve Perry insists we should never do that.
Chuck Klosterman (Sex, Drugs, and Cocoa Puffs: A Low Culture Manifesto)
Eventually, I manage to cheer Mum up by allowing her to go through my wardrobe and criticize all my clothes...
Helen Fielding
I am not interested in emotional fuckwittage.
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones’s Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
Resolution number one: Obviously will lose twenty pounds. Number two: Always put last night's panties in the laundry basket. Equally important, will find sensible boyfriend to go out with and not continue to form romantic attachments to any of the following: alcoholics, workaholics, commitment phobic's, peeping toms, megalomaniacs, emotional fuckwits or perverts. And especially will not fantasize about a particular person who embodies all these things
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones’s Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
As women glide from their twenties to thirties, Shazzer argues, the balance of power subtly shifts. Even the most outrageous minxes lose their nerve, wrestling with the first twinges of existential angst: fears of dying alone and being found three weeks later half-eaten by an Alsatian.
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones’s Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
You see, things being good has nothing to do with how you feel outside, it is all to do with how you are inside.
Helen Fielding (Mad About the Boy (Bridget Jones, #3))
Singletons should not have to explain themselves all the time but should have an accepted status — like geisha girls do
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones’s Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
Oh God. valentine's Day tomorrow. Why? Why? Why is (the) entire world geared to make people not involved in romance feel stupid when everyone knows romance does not work anyway. Look at (the) royal family. Look at Mum and Dad.
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones’s Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
Why, when people are leaving their partners because they're having an affair with someone else, do they think it will seem better to pretend there is no one else involved? Do they think it will be less hurtful for their partners to think they just walked out because they couldn't stand them any more and then had the good fortune to meet some tall Omar Sharif-figure with a gentleman's handbag two weeks afterwards while the ex-partner is spending his evenings bursting into tears at the sight of the toothbrush mug? It's like those people who invent a lie as an excuse rather than the truth, even when the truth is better than the lie.
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones’s Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
You only get one life. I've just made a decision to change things a bit and spend what's left of mine looking after me for a change.
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones’s Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
In England Have My Bones White wrote one of the saddest sentences I have ever read: ‘Falling in love is a desolating experience, but not when it is with a countryside.’ He could not imagine a human love returned. He had to displace his desires onto the landscape, that great, blank green field that cannot love you back, but cannot hurt you either.
Helen Macdonald (H is for Hawk)
Oh, God, I'm so lonely. An entire weekend streching ahead with no one to love or have fun with. Anyway, I don't care. I've got a lovely steamed ginger pudding from M&S to put in the microwave.
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones’s Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
No one is thinking about you. They're thinking about themselves, just like you.
Helen Fielding (Olivia Joules and the Overactive Imagination)
We cannot avoid pain, we cannot avoid loss. Contentment comes from the ease and flexibility with which we move through change.
Helen Fielding (Mad About the Boy (Bridget Jones, #3))
Being a woman is worse than being a farmer there is so much harvesting and crop spraying to be done: legs to be waxed, underarms shaved, eyebrows plucked, feet pumiced, skin exfoliated and moisturised, spots cleansed, roots dyed, eyelashes tinted, nails filed, cellulite massaged, stomach muscles exercised. The whole performance is so highly tuned you only need to neglect it for a few days for the whole thing to go to seed. Sometimes I wonder what I would be like if left to revert to nature — with a full beard and handlebar moustache on each shin Dennis Healey eyebrows face a graveyard of dead skin cells spots erupting long curly fingernails like Struwelpeter blind as bat and stupid runt of species as no contact lenses flabby body flobbering around. Ugh ugh. Is it any wonder girls have no confidence?
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones’s Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
Keep thinking back about what Mum said about being real and the Velveteen Rabbit book (though frankly have had enough trouble with rabbits in this particular house). My favorite book, she claims of which I have no memory was about how little kids get one toy that they love more than all the others, and even when its fur has been rubbed off, and it's gone saggy with bits missing, the little child still thinks it's the most beautiful toy in the world, and can't bear to be parted from it. That's how it works, when people really love each other, Mum whispered on the way out in the Debenhams lift, as if she was confessing some hideous and embarrassing secret. But, the thing is, darling, it doesn't happen to ones who have sharp edges, or break if they get dropped, or ones made of silly synthetic stuff that doesn't last. You have to be brave and let the other person know who you are and what you feel.
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones: The Edge of Reason (Bridget Jones, #2))
I made my excuses and left, thinking, really, after a certain age, people are just going to do what they're going to do and you're either going to accept them as they are or you're not.
Helen Fielding (Mad About the Boy (Bridget Jones, #3))
Call me old-fashioned, but I did read in Glamour that one’s shorts should always be longer than one’s vagina.
Helen Fielding (Mad About the Boy (Bridget Jones, #3))
You'll never get a boyfriend if you look like you wandered out of Auschwitz.
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones’s Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
One minute you're closer to someone than anyone in the whole world, next minute they need only to say the words 'time apart', 'serious talk' or 'maybe you...' and you're never going to see them again and will have to spend the next six months having imaginary conversations in which they beg to come back, and bursting into tears at the sight of their toothbrush.
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones: The Edge of Reason (Bridget Jones, #2))
What is it about mothers and the phone which, immediately you say you have to go, makes them think of nineteen completely irrelevant things they have to tell you that minute?
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones: The Edge of Reason (Bridget Jones, #2))
Actually last night my married lover appeared wearing suspenders and a darling little angora crop top told me he was gay a sex addict a narcotic addict a commitment phobic and beat me up with a dildo.
Helen Fielding
The whole bloody world's got a commitment problem. It's the three-minute culture. It's a global attention-span deficit.
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones’s Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
I looked at him nonplussed. I realized that I have spent so many years being on a diet that the idea that you might actually need calories to survive has been completely wiped out of my consciousness. Have reached point where believe nutritional ideal is to eat nothing at all, and that the only reason people eat is because they are so greedy they cannot stop themselves from breaking out and ruining their diets.
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones’s Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
Work — once merely an annoying nuisance — has become an agonizing torture.
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones’s Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
I know we're all psychotic, single and completely dysfunctional and it's all done over the phone,' Tom slurred sentimentally, 'but it's a bit like a family, isn't it?
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones’s Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
Went to Jude's party tonight in a tight little black dress to show off figure feeling v. full of myself... ... There's nothing worse than people telling you you looked tired. They might as well have done with it and say you look like five kinds of shit.
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones’s Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
The plans to lose weight and change personality kept me aloft for two days, only to collapse around my ears. I realize it was only a complicated form of denial.
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones’s Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
The corruption of the good by the belief in their own infallible goodnes is the most bloody dangerous pitfall in the human spectrum. Once you have conquered all your sins, pride is the one which will conquer you. A man starts off deciding he is a good man because he makes good decisions. Next thing, he's convinced that whatever decision he makes must be good because he's a good man. Most of the wars in the world are caused by people who think they have god on their side. Always stick with people who know they are flawed and ridiculous.
Helen Fielding
When he's hot, he's hot; when he's not, he's not. But at least there is always food
Helen Fielding (Mad About the Boy (Bridget Jones, #3))
I am brave, though I am alone.
Helen Fielding (Mad About the Boy (Bridget Jones, #3))
Junction nineteen! Una, she came off at Junction nineteen! You've added an hour to your journey before you even started. Come on, let's get you a drink. How's your love life, anyway?" Oh GOD. Why can't married people understand that this is no longer a polite question to ask? We wouldn't rush up to THEM and roar, "How's your marriage going? Still having sex?" Everyone knows that dating in your thirties is not the happy-go-lucky free-for-it-all it was when you were twenty-two and that the honest answer is more likely to be, "Actually, last night my married lover appeared wearing suspenders and a darling little Angora crop-top, told me he was gay/a sex addict/a narcotic addict/a commitment phobic and beat me up with a dildo," than, "Super, thanks.
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones’s Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
If you ask where a relationship is going too often the question has a habit of turning into where the relationship went. Unfortunately, however, God has given women an inbuilt irresistible urge to insist on knowing where their relationships are going, and to force their partners to discuss the matter at length whenever they are late for something.
Helen Fielding (Cause Celeb)
Girls are so much nicer than men (apart from Tom-but homosexual).
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones’s Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
You can't be ironic about dead people.
Helen Fielding
She's a jellyfisher: You have a conversation with her that seems all nice and friendly, then you suddenly feel like you've been stung and you don't know where it came from.
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones: The Edge of Reason (Bridget Jones, #2))
It occurred to me that if Africa needed us, sometimes we needed Africa a great deal more.
Helen Fielding (Cause Celeb)
I will not be defeated by a bad man and an American stick insect...instead I choose Chaka Khan...and vodka... Bridget Jones
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones’s Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
Alcohol units: 5. Drowning sorrows. Cigarettes: 23. Fumigating sorrows. Calories: 3,856. Smothering sorrows in fat duvet.
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones’s Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
I keep telling you, nobody wants legs like a stick insect. They want a bottom they can park in a bike in and balance a pint of beer on.
Helen Fielding
Why does turning on a TV these days require three remotes with ninety buttons? Why?
Helen Fielding (Mad About the Boy (Bridget Jones, #3))
it’s extremely hard work looking after a toddler and a baby all day, and it doesn’t stop. When Jeremy comes home at the end of the day he wants to put his feet up and be nurtured
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones's Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
Maybe will go to yoga and become more flexible. Or maybe will go out with friends and get plastered.
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones: Mad About the Boy)
Bridget Jones, wanton sex goddess, with a very bad man between her thighs... Mum... Hi.
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones’s Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
Jude: Just as you are? Not thinner? Not cleverer? Not with slightly bigger breasts or slightly smaller nose? Bridget: No. Shazzer: Well, fuck me. Tom: This is someone you hate right? Bridget: Yes, yes, I hate him.
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones: The Edge of Reason (Bridget Jones, #2))
Funny how at twenty-five you worry about not being taken seriously and take being a sex object for granted. Later you take being taken seriously for granted, and worry about not being a sex object.
Helen Fielding (Cause Celeb)
Reminded of favorite poem by Wendy Cope which goes: At Christmas little children sing and merry bells jingle. The cold winter air makes our hands and faces tingle. And happy families go to church and cheerily they mingle, And the whole business is unbelievably dreadful if you're single.
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones’s Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
Decided to have a cappuccino and chocolate croissants on way to work to cheer self up. Do not care about figure. Is no point as no one loves or cares about me.
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones’s Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
Our culture is too obsessed with outward appearance, age, and status. Love is what matters.
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones’s Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
Now you go out there, do your best, and don't get caught up in everyone else's nonsense. It'll turn out fine, I promise you.
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones's Baby: The Diaries (Bridget Jones, #4))
I began to think I quite liked her really. It's always so nice to meet someone more badly behaved than oneself.
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones: Mad About the Boy)
I mean, I haven't rushed to the answerphone once to see if anyone's aware of my existence in the world!
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones: The Edge of Reason (Bridget Jones, #2))
Is the whole world doomed to emotional trauma?
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones’s Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
Quite quickly I grew less deranged. I had begun the process of calming down, assimilating and compromising, which is necessary to live comfortably in the world as it is, and probably is why its imbalance never changes. But underneath, my idea of life was completely altered.
Helen Fielding (Cause Celeb)
It's all chop-change chop-change with you. Either go out with me and treat me nicely, or leave me alone. As I say, I am not interested in fuckwittage.
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones’s Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
But the thing about having kids is: you can’t go to pieces; you just have to keep going.
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones: Mad About the Boy)
As Oscar Wilde says, thirty-five is the perfect age for a woman, so much so that many women have decided to adopt it for the rest of their lives.
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones: Mad About the Boy)
barometer of success in later life is not that they always win, but how they deal with failure. An ability to pick themselves up when they fall, retaining their optimism and sense of self, is a far greater predictor of future success than class position in Year 3.
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones: Mad About the Boy (Bridget Jones, #3))
The whole bloody world's got a commitment problem. It's the three-minute culture. It's a global attention-span deficit. It's typical of men to annex a global trend and turn it into a male device to reject women to make themselves feel clever and us feel stupid. It's nothing but fuckwittage.
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones’s Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
the nation's young men have been proved by surveys to be completely unmarriageable, and as a result there's a whole generation of single girls like me with their own incomes and homes who have lots of fun and don't need to wash anyone else's socks.
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones’s Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
Maybe there are just some men like that in the world, I thought. Men who have to be in charge, who have to punish those who awaken feelings in them which they cannot control. Men who will lure you with tenderness till you believe that you are safe then slap you down. Men whom it is impossible for anyone to love without losing their dignity. Men who have to damage those who love them most. But, then, I had fallen on love with one, so what did that make me?
Helen Fielding (Cause Celeb)
I hate Christmas. Everything is designed for families, romance, warmth, emotion and presents, and if you have no boyfriend, no money, your mother is going out with a missing Portuguese criminal and your friends don't want to be your friend anymore, it makes you want to emigrate to a vicious Muslim regime, where at least all the women are treated like social outcasts. Anyway, I don't care. I am going to quietly read a book all weekend and listen to classical music.
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones’s Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
We've been texting for weeks. Surely it's rather like in Jane Austen's day when they did letter-writing for months and months and then just, like, immediately got married?' 'Bridget. Sleeping with a twenty-nine-year-old off Twitter on the second date is not "rather like Jane Austen's day".
Helen Fielding (Mad About the Boy (Bridget Jones, #3))
It seems wrong and unfair that Christmas, with its stressful and unmanageable financial and emotional challenges, should first be forced upon one wholly against one's will, then rudely snatched away just when one is starting to get into it. Was really beginning to enjoy the feeling that normal service was suspended and it was OK to lie in bed as long as you want, put anything you fancy into your mouth, and drink alcohol whenever it should chance to pass your way, even in the mornings. Now suddenly we are all supposed to snap into self-discipline like lean teenage greyhounds.
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones’s Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
The skin around my eyes was becoming, even as I watched, a mass of wrinkles; chin and jowls were sagging, neck like a turkey, marionette lines rushing from my mouth to my chin in manner of Angela Merkel. As I stared I could almost seamy hair turning into a tight grey perm. It had finally happened. I was an old lady.
Helen Fielding (Mad About the Boy (Bridget Jones, #3))
It’s no good. When someone leaves you, apart from missing them, apart from the fact that the whole little world you’ve created together collapses, and that everything you see or do reminds you of them, the worst is the thought that they tried you out and, in the end, the whole sum of parts adds up to you got stamped REJECT by the one you love.
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones's Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
Cookery means the knowledge of Medea and of Circe and of Helen and of the Queen of Sheba. It means the knowledge of all herbs and fruits and balms and spices, and all that is healing and sweet in the fields and groves and savory in meats. It means carefulness and inventiveness and willingness and readiness of appliances. It means the economy of your grandmothers and the science of the modern chemist; it means much testing and no wasting; it means English thoroughness and French art and Arabian hospitality; and, in fine, it means that you are to be perfectly and always ladies — loaf givers.
John Ruskin
THEY ARE CHILDREN!’ Mr Wallaker roared. ‘They are not corporate products! What they need to acquire is not a constant massaging of the ego, but confidence, fun, affection, love, a sense of self-worth. They need to understand, now, that there will always – always – be someone greater and lesser than themselves, and that their self-worth lies in their contentment with who they are, what they are doing and their increasing competence in doing it.
Helen Fielding (Mad About the Boy (Bridget Jones, #3))
Would that Christmas could just be, without presents. It is just so stupid, everyone exhausting themselves, miserably hemorrhaging money on pointless items nobody wants: no longer tokens of love but angst-ridden solutions to problems. (Hmm. Though must admit, pretty bloody pleased to have new handbag.) What is the point of entire nation rushing round for six weeks in a bad mood preparing for utterly pointless Taste-of-Others exam which entire nation then fails and gets stuck with hideous unwanted merchandise as fallout?
Helen Fielding (Bridget Jones’s Diary (Bridget Jones, #1))
The basis of my own addiction, I know, is my simple human need for Darcy to get off with Elizabeth. Tom says football guru Nick Hornby says in his book that men's obsession with football is not vicarious. The testosterone-crazed fans do not wish themselves on the pitch, claims Hornby, instead seeing their team as their chosen representatives, rather like parliament. That is precisely my feeling about Darcy and Elizabeth. They are my chosen representatives in the field of shagging, or, rather, courtship. I do not, however, wish to see any actual goals. I would hate to see Darcy and Elizabeth in bed, smoking a cigarette afterwards. That would be unnatural and wrong and I would quickly lose interest.
Helen Fielding
She leaned forward, her gaze so intense that Helen wanted to look away. “And I love him more for it. Do you hear me? He was a good man when he went away to the Colonies. He came back an extraordinary man. So many think that bravery is a single act of valor in a field of battle—no forethought, no contemplation of the consequences. An act over in a second or a minute or two at most. What my brother has done, is doing now, is to live with his burden for years. He knows that he will spend the rest of his life with it. And he soldiers on.” She sat back in her chair, her gaze still locked with Helen’s. “That to my mind is what real bravery is.” -Sophia to Helen about Alistair.
Elizabeth Hoyt (To Beguile a Beast (Legend of the Four Soldiers, #3))
There is a problem that begins in our universities, and it comes down to Social Justice. The most immediate aspect of the problem is that Social Justice scholarship gets passed down to students, who then go out into the world. This effect is strongest within Social Justice fields, which teach students to be skeptical of science, reason, and evidence; to regard knowledge as tied to identity; to read oppressive power dynamics into every interaction; to politicize every facet of life; and to apply ethical principles unevenly, in accordance with identity.
Helen Pluckrose (Cynical Theories: How Activist Scholarship Made Everything about Race, Gender, and Identity—and Why This Harms Everybody)
Fairy tales, fantasy, legend and myth...these stories, and their topics, and the symbolism and interpretation of those topics...these things have always held an inexplicable fascination for me," she writes. "That fascination is at least in part an integral part of my character — I was always the kind of child who was convinced that elves lived in the parks, that trees were animate, and that holes in floorboards housed fairies rather than rodents. You need to know that my parents, unlike those typically found in fairy tales — the wicked stepmothers, the fathers who sold off their own flesh and blood if the need arose — had only the best intentions for their only child. They wanted me to be well educated, well cared for, safe — so rather than entrusting me to the public school system, which has engendered so many ugly urban legends, they sent me to a private school, where, automatically, I was outcast for being a latecomer, for being poor, for being unusual. However, as every cloud does have a silver lining — and every miserable private institution an excellent library — there was some solace to be found, between the carved oak cases, surrounded by the well–lined shelves, among the pages of the heavy antique tomes, within the realms of fantasy. Libraries and bookshops, and indulgent parents, and myriad books housed in a plethora of nooks to hide in when I should have been attending math classes...or cleaning my room...or doing homework...provided me with an alternative to a reality I didn't much like. Ten years ago, you could have seen a number of things in the literary field that just don't seem to exist anymore: valuable antique volumes routinely available on library shelves; privately run bookshops, rather than faceless chains; and one particular little girl who haunted both the latter two institutions. In either, you could have seen some variation upon a scene played out so often that it almost became an archetype: A little girl, contorted, with her legs twisted beneath her, shoulders hunched to bring her long nose closer to the pages that she peruses. Her eyes are glued to the pages, rapt with interest. Within them, she finds the kingdoms of Myth. Their borders stand unguarded, and any who would venture past them are free to stay and occupy themselves as they would.
Helen Pilinovsky
Will: Do you ever wonder what your life would be like if you never met your wife? Sean: What? Do I wonder if I'd be better off if I never met my wife? No, that's okay. It's an important question. 'Cause you'll have your bad times, which wake you up to the good stuff you weren't paying attention to. And you can fail, as long as you're trying hard. But there's nothing worse than regret. Will: You don't regret meetin' your wife? Sean: Why? Because of the pain I feel now? I have regrets Will, but I don't regret a single day I spent with her. Will: When did you know she was the one? Sean: October 21, 1975. Game six of the World Series. Biggest game in Red Sox history. Me and my friends slept out on the sidewalk all night to get tickets. We were sitting in a bar waiting for the game to start and in walks this girl. What a game that was. Tie game in the bottom of the tenth inning, in steps Carlton Fisk, hit a long fly ball down the left field line. Thirty-five thousand fans on their feet, screamin' at the ball to stay fair. Fisk is runnin' up the baseline, wavin' at the ball like a madman. It hits the foul pole, home run. Thirty-five thousand people went crazy. And I wasn't one of them. Will: Where were you? Sean: I was havin' a drink with my future wife. Will: You missed Pudge Fisk's home run to have a drink with a woman you had never met? Sean: That's right. Will: So wait a minute. The Red Sox haven't won a World Series since nineteen eighteen, you slept out for tickets, games gonna start in twenty minutes, in walks a girl you never seen before, and you give your ticket away? Sean: You should have seen this girl. She lit up the room. Will: I don't care if Helen of Troy walked into that bar! That's game six of the World Series! And what kind of friends are these? They let you get away with that? Sean: I just slid my ticket across the table and said "sorry fellas, I gotta go see about a girl." Will: "I gotta go see about a girl"? What did they say? Sean: They could see that I meant it. Will: You're kiddin' me. Sean: No Will, I'm not kiddin' you. If I had gone to see that game I'd be in here talkin' about a girl I saw at a bar twenty years ago. And how I always regretted not goin' over there and talkin' to her. I don't regret the eighteen years we were married. I don't regret givin' up counseling for six years when she got sick. I don't regret being by her side for the last two years when things got real bad. And I sure as Hell don't regret missing that damn game. Will: Would have been nice to catch that game though. Sean: Well hell, I didn't know Pudge was gonna hit the home run.
Matt Damon (Good Will Hunting)