Pity, I've learned, is like a fart. You can tolerate your own, but you simply can't stand anyone else's. Jonathan Tropper More Quotes by Jonathan Tropper More Quotes From Jonathan Tropper Life, for the most part, inevitably becomes routine, the random confluence of timing and fortune that configures its components all but forgotten. But every so often, I catch a glimpse of my life out of the corner of my eye, and am rendered breathless by it. Jonathan Tropper routine glimpse eye I’m living in separate universes, and I have no idea where I actually belong. Jonathan Tropper no-idea universe ideas I may not be old but I’m too old to have this much nothing Jonathan Tropper i-may-not-be may Sometimes you walk past a pretty girl on the street there's something beyond beauty in her face, something warm and smart and inviting, and in the three seconds you have to look at her, you actually fall in love, and in those moments, you can actually know the taste of her kiss, the feel of her skin against yours, the sound of her laugh, how she'll look at you and make you whole. And then she's gone, and in the five seconds afterwards, you mourn her loss with more sadness than you'll ever admit to. Jonathan Tropper smart falling-in-love girl She was smart and funny and vulnerable and just so goddamned beautiful, the kind of beautiful that was worth being shot down over. Jonathan Tropper smart kind beautiful It's amazing how harmless the world can sometimes seem. Jonathan Tropper seems sometimes world It would be a terrible mistake to go through life thinking that people are the sum total of what you see. Jonathan Tropper mistake people thinking I loved her for so long. Our past trails behind us like a comet's tail, the future stretched out before us like the universe. Things happen. People get lost and love breaks. Jonathan Tropper long people past Sometimes it’s heartbreaking to see your siblings as the people they’ve become. Maybe that’s why we all stay away from each other as a matter of course. Jonathan Tropper funny-family sibling people You lost your wife, Douglas. My heartbreaks for you, it really does. But I lose my husband every day, all over again. And I don’t even get to mourn. Jonathan Tropper wife husband doe I've never been shot, but this probably what it feels like, that second of nothingness right before the pain catches up to the bullet. Jonathan Tropper bullets shots pain I want to explain everything to him, show him that it’s really not as screwed up as it all sounds, but then I remember that it is. Jonathan Tropper sound want remember That's the thing about life; everything feels so permanent, but you can disappear in an instant. Jonathan Tropper instant disappear feels Don't you think if I was able to make some changes, I would have already? Jonathan Tropper able ifs thinking Loneliness doesn’t exist on any single plane of consciousness. It’s generally a low throb, barely audible, like the hum of a Mercedes engine in park, but every so often the demands of the highway call for a burst of acceleration, and the hum becomes a thunderous, elemental roar, and once again you’re reminded of what this baby’s carrying under the hood. Jonathan Tropper demand loneliness baby We're all clichés, all following scripts that have been written and played out long before we landed the role. Jonathan Tropper scripts roles long I blame Hollywood for skewing perspectives. Life is just a big romantic comedy to them, and if you meet cute, happily ever-after is a forgone conclusion. Jonathan Tropper hollywood perspective cute Even under the best of circumstances, there's just something so damn tragic about growing up. Jonathan Tropper growing-up damn circumstances You're terrified of being alone. Anything you do now will be motivated by that fear. You have to stop worrying about finding love again. It will come when it comes. Get comfortable with being alone. It will empower you. Jonathan Tropper empowering inspiration worry Everyone always wants to know how you can tell when it's true love, and the answer is this: when the pain doesn't fade and the scars don't heal, and it's too damned late. Jonathan Tropper true-love pain answers
