Vaughan Quotes

Never worry what other people think of you, because no one ever thinks of you.

Anyone who thinks one book has all the answers hasn't read enough books.

They hurt you. You hurt 'em back. Or maybe it is the other way around. Whatever. Someday you might find a way to forgive each other. But it won't be like it used to 'cause that pain never really goes away.

Once upon a time, each of us was somebody's kid. Everyone had a father, even if he never provided anything more than his seed. Everyone had a mother, even if she had to leave us on a stranger's doorstep. No matter how we're eventually raised, all of our stories begin the exact same way. They all end the same, too.

An optimist stays up until midnight to see the new year in. A pessimist stays up to make sure the old one leaves.

Violence is stupid. Even as a last resort, it only ever begets more of the same.

When a man carries an instrument of violence, he'll always find the justification to use it. If we really want to escape this war, we have to stop bringing it with us.

Some parents let their young kids win at games, but mine never did. I don't think it was because they were particularly competitive, they just wanted to teach me a valuable lesson. Life is mostly just learning how to lose.

Yeah, life is complicated. But it's also very fucking short. If you find someone who can forgive all your bullshit... the least you can do is try to forgive them.

Sure, this will probably end up being another in a long line of emotionally crippling misadventures...but let's try to have some fun along the way.

How is it possible that our parents lied to us?" "Lets see: Santa, the Tooth Fairy,the Easter bunny,um, God. You're the prettiest kid in school. This wont hurt a bit. Your face will freeze like that..." "Everythings going to be alright.

If there is anything the nonconformist hates worse than a conformist, it’s another nonconformist who doesn’t conform to the prevailing standard of nonconformity.

But nothing warps time quite like childhood

All good children's stories are the same: young creature breaks rules, has incredible adventure, then returns home with the knowledge that aforementioned rules are there for a reason. Of course, the actual message to the careful reader is: break rules as often as you can, because who the hell doesn't want to have an adventure?

If a chain is only as strong as its weakest link, then a family is more like a rope. We're lots of fragile little strands, and we survive by becoming hopelessly intertwined with each other.

Forgive me if I don't take relationship advice from a dead teenager missing her vagina.

You'll never understand the way the worlds really work until you surround yourself with people from all sorts of weird backgrounds.

Doesn't matter if it's personal or professional, a good partnership takes work.

There are only three forms of high art: the symphony, the illustrated children's book and the board game.

Want to know the best part of being a warlord?' came a hoarse whisper. I bit my lip, puzzled by the question. Keir’s mouth curled up slowly into a smile. 'I always get what I want.

Happy endings are bullshit. There are only happy pauses.

In the beginning, love is mostly about lying to each other. It's like that in the end, too.

What kind of assholes bring a kid into worlds like these?

Honey girl, I don't care what you do, as long as you're kind to everyone you meet." "That's it?" "That is the hardest part of being alive.

The more you care about someone, the more likely it is that your eventual parting of ways will be as sudden as it is baffling.

Just go out there and get your heart broken in, so it'll be ready when you really need it.

If there's an opposite of a honeymoon, it's the week after a couple's first child is born.

We're all aliens to someone. Even among our own people, most of us still feel like complete foreigners from time to time.

I'm not afraid of the world. I'm afraid of a world without you.

Readers love fantasy, but we need horror. Smart horror. Truthful horror. Horror that helps us make sense of a cruelly senseless world.

May your balls rot like fruit in the sun, and your manhood wither at the root!

I changed what I could, and what I couldn't, I endured.

The only source of my power are the pages you hold and the words written thereon. As you read them, I hope the magic starts to work between my words and your imagination.

Sooner or later, every last echo fades. Even the loudest thunder in the deepest valley.

Some dreams really do come true. That said, most dreams are weird as shit.

My mom once told me that a good relationship isn't where the other person makes you feel better, but where they make *you* better.

The only action that has vaster repercussions for the universe than making a life is TAKING one... which is why I'll never understand why most people put so little foresight into doing either.

Every relationship is an education. Each new person we welcome into our hearts is a chance to evolve into something radically different than we used to be. But what happens when those people disappear from our lives?

Cool. So glad I got to do all this in a towel.

You have to be brave before you can be good.

My name is Hazel. I started out as an idea, but I ended up something more. Not much more, to be honest. It's not like I grow up to become some great war hero or any sort of all important savior... but thanks to these two, at least I get to grow old. Not everybody does.

Some people are haunted by their pasts, but not my family. I mean, how can you be haunted by something that never really dies?

Admit it, you're probably a very different person at work than you are at home. Everyone needs to be someone else sometimes.

It took the Fire Brigade a day and a half to secure the remains of the house enough to recover Crew Cut’s body, which was described by Dr Jennifer Vaughan as ‘suffering from crush trauma’ and by Dr Walid as ‘mostly flat’.

A child isn't a symbol, it's a child! It needs applesauce and, and, and playpens and an ass-load of other things we can't provide while we're on the goddamn lam! Just to be clear. Your exact words to me were: "Please shoot it in my twat." Yeah. I know.

Yeah, that's right. Flee in terror, bitches!

Because death is fucking predictable... but life has science experiments and free time and surprise naps and who knows what comes next?

A lot of people who came into my family's life looking like heroes ended up acting more like villains.

Victor: You guys have some kind of rallying cry? You know, "Avengers assemble?" "It's clobberin' time?" "Hulk smash?" Nico: "Try not to die.

Regardless of sex, everyone loses something in a war... but the first casualty is always the truth.

You are not property. If you choose to leave, no one will stop you.

You know, for a pacifist, you sure beg to get stabbed a lot

We live and work in a world that carries preoccupations about money, but what does the soul care about such things?

Together, my parents had learned to be much more than "the sum of their parts", whatever that means. Separately, they were kind of just a mess.

Trying to exhaust himself, Vaughan devised an endless almanac of terrifying wounds and insane collisions: The lungs of elderly men punctured by door-handles; the chests of young women impaled on steering-columns; the cheek of handsome youths torn on the chromium latches of quarter-lights. To Vaughan, these wounds formed the key to a new sexuality, born from a perverse technology. The images of these wounds hung in the gallery of his mind, like exhibits in the museum of a slaughterhouse.

Money won't buy happiness, but it will pay the salaries of a huge research staff to study the problem.

I saw Eternity the other night Like a great Ring of pure and endless light.

After years of pitched battles, my father was ready for a significantly less stressful career. Unfortunately, he decided to try raising a girl.

It doesn't matter who started it or what it's really about...war usually ends up sucking most for women. Even when we're not fighting the battles ourselves, we somehow always end up with the lion's share of the suffering.

A leader must lead. Where others see obstacles, he must see opportunities. When others see problems, he must see possibilities ... Civilization is not built on a negation but on an affirmation- an affirmation of the bright and promising possibilities that the future holds for those who are enterprising enough to pursue them.

A citizen of America will cross the ocean to fight for democracy, but won't cross the street to vote in a national election.

They can't hurt us, you big babies! We're intangible! Why are you guys acting like you just died yesterday?

Anyone can kill you, but it takes someone you know to really HURT you.

There's always money in conflict." "Says the diehard peacenik?" "Oh, I abhor real violence, but fake violence is fucking brilliant.

The wise have inherited wisdom by means of silence and contemplation.

Most of the time, we don’t even realize we’ve live through something worth commemorating until long after it’s already ended.

Good night, chubby baby I can't rock you no more I'm sorry, chubby baby But my arms are getting sore Sleep tight, chubby baby And please don't get me wrong You're a perfect sized baby So never accept fakey beauty standards or develop unhealthy body issues... ... from this dumb song

You know that old cliché about millions of deaths being a statistic while the loss of just one life is a tragedy? If that's true, what is it when you lose something that never even had the chance to be born? I've had lots of relationships in my time, platonic and otherwise, but the ones I think about most are those that never quite made it to term. The dashing first date who didn't call you back. The lady on the train you had that amazing conversation but never saw again. The cool neighbor kid you met the first time a week before he moved away. I guess I'm just haunted by all that potential energy. One moment, the universe presents you with this amazing opportunity for new possibilities...and then...

Capitalism may be the unequal distribution of wealth, socialism is the equal distribution of poverty.

Every relationship is an education.... There's no graduating from this kind of education, couples just keep growing and changing until they either break up or die.

The advice to "kill your darlings" has been attributed to various authors across the various galaxies... and Mister Heist hated them all. Why teach young writers to edit out whatever it is they feel most passionate about? Better to kill everything in their writing they DON'T love as much. Until only the darlings remain.

Here's the thing, everybody loves babies . . . but only in very, VERY small doses.

We learn something every day, and lots of times it's that what we learned the day before was wrong.

Younger writers are always looking for "blurbs," one of the few words that sounds exactly as awful as the crime it's describing.

Life is mostly just learning how to lose.

Why, because you think made-up stories have never resulted in actual casualties? Putting new ideas into another person's head is an aggressive act, aggressive acts have consequences. Face it, you can be a writer or a pacifist, but you can't be both.

No. No, first comes boyhood. You get to play with soldiers and spacemen, cowboys and ninjas, pirates and robots. But before you know it, all that comes to an end. And then, Remo Williams, is when the adventure begins.

Some people hate waiting, but not me. Without anticipation, life can be comfortable, but it'll never be thrilling. Instant gratification is for boring assholes.

The journey towards oneness emphasizes the opposites and we are caught in their conflict.

There are two kinds of people left in the world, consumers and destroyers. We used to have creators, but they all ran away.

Belay that fuckery.

There's no graduating from this kind of education, couples just keep growing and changing until they either break up or die.

I saw Eternity the other night, Like a great ring of pure and endless light, All calm, as it was bright; And round beneath it, Time in hours, days, years, Driv'n by the spheres Like a vast shadow mov'd; in which the world And all her train were hurl'd.

The world is a terrifying place, more than I ever realized. But if I had my whole life to do over again, that's literally the only thing I'd change. I'd stop being so afraid of other people.

Suck my hemorrhoids!

Dying is one of the few experiences we'll eventually all enjoy firsthand, and like most shit that's commonplace, it's boring to dwell on.

love has no end, because the Beloved has no end.

Once you get past the scales and the blindfold, Justice is a woman with a sword.

You won't enjoy it," sighed Crowley. "It's been in the car for more than a fortnight." A heavy bass beat began to thump through the Bentley as they sped past Heathrow. Aziraphale's brow furrowed. "I don't recognize this," he said. "What is it?" "It's Tchaikovsky's 'Another One Bites the Dust'," said Crowley, closing his eyes as they went through Slough. To while away the time as they crossed the sleeping Chilterns, they also listened to William Byrd's "We Are the Champions" and Beethoven's "I Want To Break Free." Neither were as good as Vaughan Williams's "Fat-Bottomed Girls.

Trust me, this whole freakout is probably just hormonal. You only gave birth, what, a week ago? Your body's still, like, a wasteland of chemical imbalance.

Does it feed into my psychological patterns, my defense mechanisms, or does it take me beyond myself, make me more free, maybe more vulnerable, help me to participate more fully?

I'm not going to stand here and be eaten by some bitch's dinosaur. I am finally doing something with my life.

Ask a child's guardians what it takes to be good at their jobs, and most will answer with a single word... SACRIFICE. Parents give up so much: time, sleep, freedom, money, intimacy... pretty much everything but complaining how much they sacrifice.

Doubt can paralyze you, can make you not want to do anything. But if you learn to channel it, to turn those feelings away from yourself and out at the world you can doubt what's impossible.

Granny used to describing giving your life as "ultimate sacrifice", but I don't know about that. Dying is definitely the LAST sacrifice you can make, but sometimes, it's your first one that sets the tone for everything that follows.

Gert: Wake me when the fight scene's over. Kitty Pryde: Oy, tell me about it. Hey, I'm Kitty. You the token pacifist of your group? Gert: Not exactly. Pacifists are like vegans, I'm more of a vegetarian. I enjoy fish and occasional maulings.

What to go out with me tonight after work, Vaughan?” … “You asking me out on a date, Lydia?” “Yes,” I said. “I am.” “Babe, I’d love to.” His hand rose to the back of my neck, stroking, drawing me closer. Hot damn, did he have the moves. The man turned my mind to mush. “Something you need to know,” he said. “Before tonight.” “What’s that?” “I put out on the first date,” he told me with a perfectly straight face. “That okay with you?” “Oh, I’m counting on it” … “I mean…it would have been so awkward if you expected me to respect you for your mind or something. Yikes, how embarrassing. Between you and me, I’m really only interested in getting into your pants.” The corner of his mouth twitched. “I’m sure you’re a nice guy and all, but, priorities, you know?” “I know.” The man’s smile would have made a nun think twice. I never stood a chance.

Here's the thing about miscarriage. They are painful, they are horrific, and they are very, very common. There are no funerals for Those Who Might Have Been, leaving parents to mourn their loss in strange and unexpected ways. But while a miscarriage may feel like the end of the world... it's actually just the beginning of a new one.

Kandel argues that when psychotherapy changes people, 'it presumably does so through learning, by producing changes in gene expression that alter the strength of synaptic connections, and structural changes that alter the anatomical pattern of interconnections between nerve cells of the brain.' Psychotherapy works by going deep into the brain and its neurons and changing their structure by turning on the right genes. Psychiatrist Dr. Susan Vaughan has argued that the talking cure works by 'talking to neurons,' and that an effective psychotherpist or psychoanalyst is a 'microsurgeon of the mind' who helps patients make needed alterations in neuronal networks.

Every spiritual path leads the sincere seeker to the truth that can only be found within. The Sufi says that there are as many roads to God as there are human beings, “as many as the breaths of the children of men.” Because we are each individual and unique, the journey of discovering our real nature will be different for each of us. At the same time different spiritual paths are suited to different types of people.