“Marriage is never static. There are peaks and troughs, cycles. It is easy to forget that this shifting landscape is really only… — Antonella Gambotto-Burke Copy Share Image
“Time is ungovernable, but grief presents us with a choice: what do we do with the savage energies of bereavement? What do we do with the memory - or in the memory - of the beloved? Some commemorate love with statuary, but behavior, too, is a memorial, as is a well-lived life. In death, there is always the promise of… — Antonella Gambotto-Burke Copy Share
“On first hearing that little voice – as fine and friable, I felt, as cotton thread, the impact on my soul was… — Antonella Gambotto-Burke Copy Share Image
We watched each other evolve into parents, with all the fear, rage and confusion evolution can involve. Our eight-year-old is the incarnation… — Antonella Gambotto-Burke Copy Share Image
“Those who say marriage is no different to cohabitation are perhaps less sensitive to issues of continuity. Legally and socially, marriage provided… — Antonella Gambotto-Burke Copy Share Image
“My handsome husband and I didn’t make love for almost six months. I was enraptured, lost to my old life, and, in… — Antonella Gambotto-Burke Copy Share Image
It is only through my daughter that I have come to realise that a life without femininity – devoid of mystery, emotion,… — Antonella Gambotto-Burke Copy Share Image
“Marriage is never static. There are peaks and troughs, cycles. It is easy to forget that this shifting landscape is really only ever a… — Antonella Gambotto-Burke Copy Share Image
“As Baba Ram Dass (his ‘spiritual name’), Richard Alpert explained human attachment as a ‘clue that there’s work to be done’ – meaning that… — Antonella Gambotto-Burke Copy Share Image
“I’m not really interested in the audience’s enjoyment,' Cave mumbles once he has changed into clean pants. 'It doesn’t bother me one way or another. I just don’t give a shit. People feel more and more disappointed with each concert because less and less happens. It’s really easy to suck an audience in. Like, I can wiggle my bum and… — Antonella Gambotto-Burke Copy Share
“Secret elisions within families are suddenly revealed by self-execution, and just as quickly sheeted with excuses, blame, and counter-blame. But sense is made of… — Antonella Gambotto-Burke Copy Share Image
“Ninety-six per cent of juvenile prostitutes are fugitives from abusive domestic situations; 66 per cent began working before they turned 16. (Prostitution is their only perceived means of survival.) Millions of children work as prostitutes around the world. A third are male. One study revealed that over 50 per cent of prostitutes are the children of alcoholics or substance abusers,… — Antonella Gambotto-Burke Copy Share
Delirious as it can be, sex is only one kind of intimacy, and yet has become the cultural catchment area for all kinds of needs because our understanding of intimacy is so poor. Brutal work schedules, related geographic isolation, and the concomitant fracturing of families has meant that there is little time for intimacy, and even less to teach the… — Antonella Gambotto-Burke Copy Share
The self-esteem of western women is founded on physical being (body mass index, youth, beauty). This creates a tricky emphasis on image, but the internalized locus of self-worth saves lives. Western men are very different. In externalizing the source of their self-esteem, they surrender all emotional independence. (Conquest requires two parties, after all.) A man cannot feel like a man… — Antonella Gambotto-Burke Copy Share
“Stirton's work, he says, is now all about investigation. 'You literally are trying to find out what's happening and, finally, manoeuvre yourself to the point where you can take a picture, and then you're presented with a 20-minute window where it's: Okay, now get your picture!' His voice is charged with emotion. 'Fucking angst and worry and, you know, FEAR… — Antonella Gambotto-Burke Copy Share
What does a woman feel when she is hit? My mother slapped me when I was a child - on two occasions, to the… — Antonella Gambotto-Burke Copy Share Image
“There were times when I would sob until I shook, until my eyelids were so swollen that it pained me to open them, and through hiccoughs, trembling, I would hiss, don’t touch me! as he moved to place a gentle hand on my shoulder. There were times when we seemed locked into our chairs, discrete, the static between us more… — Antonella Gambotto-Burke Copy Share
“The artist, in making victims of his muses, remasters himself as a hero, saving them from their otherwise inconsequential lives.” — Antonella Gambotto-Burke Copy Share Image
“Grey's thing has always been transgression – conscious, and without the interference of shame. In a world of people uncertain about the acceptability of… — Antonella Gambotto-Burke Copy Share Image
