Ed Wood Quotes

Gratitude, not guilt, as motivation is always His starting point, thus guilt as a motivation leads nowhere.

Never let them try out this gratitude, for they would immediately discover that it supplies the first and most important component to happiness: Contentment.

Life, liberty and the pursuit of gratitude, now that would’ve worked. They would have been readily led to contentment, which would’ve then better lead them on to happiness.

No two people see things the same.

How many times do your feet have to press down on a path before they make an imprint, before pieces of soul start sticking?

Hey, you know that thing Dostoyevesky wrote on gambling? It's like that. When you're surrounded by endless possibilities, one of the hardest things you can do is pass them up.

As a rule, Americans are big on that word “choice” and some souls can be captured simply by dangling before the creature a continual, lifelong supply of things from which to choose.

Finally, slowly, drippingly, degrade the term Choice down to its most meager means: The red car not the black one. The 9:25 showing, not the 7:15. Ritz not Wheat Thins.

Where faith costs nothing, faith loses respect, even to those who possess it.

...here on Coney Island, we learn to take each other as we are.

If you need philosophy and you're waiting on the gas chamber, stick to Socrates. At least he had a sense of humor.

A fugitive on the run with a plan for the future is the definition of hubris.

You sorta lose the fear of failure when everyone thinks you already gave it your best shot and blew it.

Children, Hadley thinks to herself, children are more civilised than this gang on the sauce.

Some boundaries are sacred.

The Church is going to have to recognise that secularisation is not the cause of their decline, it is the result of it.

She checked herself in the mirror. She was a roadmap of violence.

Americans became so thoroughly democratic that much of the period's political activity, beginning with the Constitution, was diverted to finding means and devices to tame that democracy.

She kissed him but he didn't seem to recognize it.

If God gives you a hundred bucks, you better bet He’s going to ask you what you bought.

The Fair Tax Equation: T=I(I(.000001))

I'm forty-two, " he said. "That's eighty-four in musician years.

In the decades following the Revolution, America changed so much and so rapidly that Americans not only became used to change, but came to expected and prize it.

The hangover: such a cure, she thinks, for overthinking.

Yet if all reality is subjective, all certitude is impossible.

Her body was designed for pleasure, not speed, and Coop intended to take his time with it.

Don’t even think about it, Fido.

Talents too many, not enough of any.

He walked to the bathroom and looked into the mirror, trying to see himself through her eyes. It was time to change his style, throw off the shroud of timidity and start living his life.

We were not told how Alexander the Great was the last person in history to successfully 'pacify' what would become Afghanistan, over 2, 000 years ago.

You see my point? The average person has a very average notion of goodness to which they aspire averagely. To aspire to goodness in any remarkable way would be ‘undemocratic’.

If they ever envision Goodness as a thing that exists outside them, some real thing they’ve been called to participate in by their actions, well then, we’re headed right back toward The Virtues.

As a motivation —for humans, but Christians especially— guilt is always wrong and can never move them to do anything He wants of them. Never let them realize that.

Guilt, if cultivated in a Christian client, can render their Christianity worthless to themselves and others.

Temptation can sway even the purest mind to sin, and the denialist to claim that tomorrow will bring change. However, the irrefutable truth is—tomorrow, my friend, never comes.

Denial makes it easier to keep an addiction progressing smoothly along and, being a lie, it’s just better form.

With addiction, a client’s fears can be ripened into some very pleasing fruit: Irritability, suspiciousness, isolation, paranoia, and finally on to that grand banana —the fear of Fear itself.

If we must tempt to Pleasure, how do we tempt to the least amount of Pleasure? Or better yet, tempt them to its opposite? But how to tempt them to pain.

Come on up, boys-I'm dead.

I’m not totally mad at you. I’m just sad. You’re all locked up in that little world of yours, and when I try knocking on the door, you just sort of look up for a second and go right back inside.

And unbidden, floating into consciousness came the truth of his utter wretchedness. Even the very earth seemed to cry out in pain. Hodburn Wood

The longer I don't write, the more I hurt.

No one ever tells you that: that there’s no method. Writing’s a lawless place.

I want to be a good man, a good writer.""Be one or the other, Ernest, not both.

No man should be asked to live with so much sadness, and with so little promise of relief.

Ernest chose to go, she finally thinks, watching the fire turn the papers black. He loved her but he could not live anymore.

Martha thanks Sylvia, gesturing with the book. "Just remember not to try to hard with understanding it, " Sylvia says. "Like people, they're best not to be too thoroughly understood.

Dogs were like the worst drunks - lunging at crotches then pissing over other people's shoes.

I don't think I fully appreciated how relaxing it is having someone I can be really mean to. It's going to be so hard being nice all the time.

Give a genius enough time and opportunity, and his idiocy will come shining through.