J.D. Roth Quotes

Doing comedy for film is always a challenge because you are in the hands of the editor after the fact. I am hoping I can do some more soon, I enjoy doing comedy.

I believe there is also a Tim Roth Monastery.

And sometimes, if you want the truth, you have to demand it.

His eyes search the crowd until they find my face. My heartbeat lives in my throat; lives in my cheeks. "I still don't understand," he says softly, "how she knew that it would work.

Certainly coming to America has been extraordinary.

When you know youre whoring it hurts. I have kids. I'm not going to run down an actor for doing this.

I love you." He frowns. "Say it again." "Tobias," I say. "I love you.

I am no longer Tris, the selfless, or Tris, the brave. I suppose that now, I must become more than either.

I figured I would shoot the bullets out of my nostrils, so I left [the gun] upstairs.

Oh, to be a center fielder, a center fielder- and nothing more

Sometimes,” he says, sliding his arm across my shoulders, “people just want to be happy, even if it’s not real.

Insurgent, he says. Noun. A person who acts in opposition to the established authority, who is not necessarily regarded as a belligerent.

I am his, and he is mine, and it has been that way all along.

Just like those who are incurably ill, the aged know everything about their dying except exactly when.

"You die, I die too.” Tobias looks over his shoulder at me. “I asked you not to do this. You made your decision. These are the repercussions."

I love Tris the Divergent, who makes decisions apart from faction loyalty, who isn’t some faction archetype. But the Tris who’s trying as hard as she can to destroy herself … I can’t love her.

Sleep,” he says. “I'll fight the bad dreams off if they come to get you.” “With what?” “My bare hands, obviously.

We live in an age in which the imagination of the novelist is helpless against what he knows he is going to read in tomorrow's newspaper.

Actually we did not have the feelings we said we had until we spoke them--at least I didn't; to phrase them was to invent them and own them.

I write fiction and I'm told it's autobiography, I write autobiography and I'm told it's fiction, so since I'm so dim and they're so smart, let them decide what it is or it isn't.

I often have to write a hundred pages or more before there's a paragraph that's alive.

I was a biography in constant motion, memory to the marrow of my bones.

You look older.” “Yes, well. The passage of time tends to do that to a person.

You be greater than your feelings. I don't demand this of you - life does. Otherwise you'll be washed away by feelings. You'll be washed out to sea and never seen again.

It is more important for you to be safe than right, for the time being. Understand? (...) But please, when you see an opportunity...ruin them

Not like Tobias, who is almost shy when he smiles, like he is surprised you bothered to look at him in the first place.

Human beings as a whole cannot be good for long before the bad creeps back in and poisons us again.

Meditation is a tool to shake yourself awake.

I want to be brave, and selfless, and smart, and kind, and honest.

If you are really one of us, it won't matter to you that you might fail. And if it does, you are a coward.

Compulsive eating is only the symptom; believing that you are not worth your own love is the problem. Go for the love. You will never be sorry.

Ask: is what I'm doing and thinking right now bringing me closer to myself or farther away? Opening my heart or closing it? You have a choice.

Education and water should be a human right.

So now we all know," says Four, quietly, "that you are afraid of a short, skinny girl from Abnegation." His mouth curls into a smile.

My closet was full, yet I was always focused on the sweater I didn't have, or on the next pair of boots. I wasn't allowing myself to take in what I had. I could never experience what "enough" was.

There's a basic feeling of lack that we want to distract ourselves from. We want to fix it by looking outside ourselves, as if it is going to fill us up.

If you decided to reteach yourself your own loveliness today, what would you do? How would you speak to yourself? Can you allow yourself that much?

When you don't want to be where you are, you create suffering for yourself. Change happens through acceptance, kindness and relaxation--not resistance, not warfare, not fights.

But when it comes time to decide your fate, they'll sign you on the line right next to Satan. Cause' they don't care about us. They just use us up.

Maybe I was afraid to trust him with something so personal as my devotion.

Noise and activity are the refuges of the bereaved and the guilty.

Faction before blood.

We are not people who touch each other carelessly; every point of contact between us feels important, a rush of energy and relief.

What's this about flashing underwear?" says Uriah, sidestepping a bunk. "Whatever it is, I'm in.

In our factions, we find meaning, we find purpose, we find life.

You are not your past, not your habits, not your compulsions. When you get to know who you are, anything becomes possible.

But maybe what I saw as fearless was actually fear under control.

If your content isn't driving conversation, you're doing it wrong.

You are holding a loaded gun, you idiot. Act like it.

I ignore my fear. When I make decisions, I pretend it doesn't exist.