109 Quotes by Emma Forrest

I’m not crazy or dangerous, just a bit eccentric and lonely.

Yes, I have patterns of love addiction. But I’m a woman. Of course I do.

Now that he’s gone, I feel like I’m a senior citizen who gave away her life savings over the phone. And this is the crux: I never in my life believed in someone as much as I believed in him. The shame is overwhelming.

It’s all in her walk, a cartoon swagger. Part Jayne Mansfield, part Muhammad Ali. Men never know if it’s an invitation upstairs or an invitation outside.

My radar, after all these years of sanity, is still off when it comes to what people do or don’t mean.

Everyone asks about how I’ll feel about the tattoos and scars in thirty years. I always say: “I’ll like them.” I’ve always loved damaged monuments, in architecture and in humans.

It took a long time, but my heart now feels full when I think of him. When you fall in love again – which I have – it’s funny the other things that come back in with that open-ness. You have this ghost chorus of the lovers who came before, but they’re benign now, they’re good spirits.

I think about pasta in the shape of Hello Kitty, stockings with diamond seams up the back, Marilyn’s crumbling cake-mascara, and Liz Taylor’s new white hair. I haven’t got time for the trivials.

Jeff Bridges says that the reason he’s one of the few stars in Hollywood whose made his marriage last for decades is that every time they think there’s no more doors left to walk through in the room, they just keep looking and keep looking until they find one.