Deb Caletti Quotes
Marriage is like a well-built porch. If one of the two posts leans too much, the porch collapses. So each must be strong enough to stand on its own.
...wanting things for the wrong reasons can turn anyone's life into a marshmallow on a stick over a hot fire: impossibly messy and eventually consumed, one way or another.
That's what people do who love you. They put their arms around you and love you when you're not so lovable.
The loneliness you feel with another person, the wrong person, is the loneliest of all.
You've got to say what you mean and mean what you say...Doubt in your voice is an open door people will shove right through.
You've got to have someone who loves your body. Who doesn't define you, but sees you. Who loves what he sees. Who you don't have to struggle to be good enough for.
We don't want you convicted for condiment theft. You go to that prison, you'll meet big-time operators. Maple syrup stealers.
We can get so wrapped up in our own misconceptions that we miss the simple beauty of the truth.
It was one of those times you feel a sense of loss, even though you didn't have something in the first place. I guess that's what disappointment is- a sense of loss for something you never had.
If time heals all wounds, and a book can hold a person's entire life, then you can speed up the process with a pulp time warp.
To an untrained eye, need and love were as easily mistaken for each other as the real master's painting and a forgery.
Love can come when you're already who you are, when you're filled with you. Not when you look to someone else to fill the empty space.
Supposedly there's an actual, researched link between extreme creativity and mental illness, and I believe it because I've seen it with my own eyes.
I finally learned that it was all right to say something wasn’t working for me when it wasn’t working. The world doesn’t come crashing down when you speak the truth.
Bliss is the ocean, a towel on the sand, the sun out, the chance to swim in waves or walk dragging a stick behind you, a good book, a cold drink.
If letting go, if letting people and things work themselves out in the way that they needed to without your help was the most important thing, then it was also the hardest.
A lady I will be, but a man's accessory, his handbag, no thank you. I will not be someone's ornament. I will not just be someone's honey, baby, sweetheart.
Most people, it seems like they've only got one part of the equation down. Caring for themselves, or caring for someone else. And I'v learned how important it is to have both.
Because words were hills and valleys you traveled, so lovely sometimes that they hurt your eyes.
Sometimes I’ve even wished there was a human pause button, where you could choose some point in your life where you could stay always.
Too often in my life, love has been defined as "humiliation with occasional roses".
So I put up with bad behavior in the name of loving the way I thought you were supposed to love.
If you look up "charming" in the dictionary, you'll see that it not only has references to strong attraction, but to spells and magic. Then again, what are liars if not great magicians?
It can be exhausting eating a meal cooked by a man. With a woman, it's, Ho hum, pass the beans. A guy, you have to act like he just built the Taj Mahal.
A drop of poison on that gathering snow. That moment in the fairy tale when we know what just happened but the princess doesn’t.
Accents are funny in that they have this odd draw for us, yet we forget we have one, too. No one is without an accent, but the one you’ve got seems like oatmeal to their caviar.
Maybe we all just want to feel special, even for a little while, to be fooled for a bit into feeling something besides the truth of our own ordinariness.
You take care of the people you love, but it’s true, too, that you take care of the things you own.
I guess forgiveness, like happiness, isn’t a final destination. You don’t one day get there and get to stay.
Rejection, though--it could make the loss of someone you weren't even that crazy about feel gut wrenching and world ending.
I've wished for things and never really had the chance...It's time to stop dreaming and do something about it. You've got to know what you want, then...go.
Sometimes good choices are really bad ones, wrapped up in so much fear you can't even see straight.
You can hold a secret, hold it so far in that it drives nearly every thought and every move you make- your very heartbeat, almost.
It's good to let God pick a man for you. We don't do so well when we pick them ourselves. They end up lipsticks in a drawer, all those wrong colors you thought looked so good in the package.
When what you want is a relationship, and not a person, get a dog.
I shouldn't have to be a liar to make someone love me. I shouldn't be so afraid of losing someone that I'll do anything to make them stay.
Sometimes you're sure dogs have some secret, superior intelligence, and other times you know they're only their simple, goofy selves.
