Best Tiffanie DeBartolo Quotes
- Personally, I don’t like inherently happy people. I don’t trust them. I think there’s something seriously wrong with anyone who isn’t at least a little… Anyone
- Did you really want to die?" "No one commits suicide because they want to die." "Then why do they do it?" "Because they want to… Commit
- I try to find meaning anywhere I can. It's the only way I know how to validate my existence. Anywhere
- For me, the release was a spot in time with no past and no future. Just the extraordinary simplicity of a moment— the kind of… Believe
- I know that if I ever have the audacity to blame fate or God for holding a gun to my temple, I also have the… Audacity
- Fate is just another word for people's choices coming to a head. Destiny, coincidence, whatever you name it. It inevitably lies in our hands. Another Word
- It sounds silly, I know. But for me, the power of music rests in its ability to reach inside and touch the places where the… Ability
- I've got my girl and my guitar, and for me that's enough. Girl
- Has the industry done to music what McDonald’s has done to eating? Eating
- Break my heart? Is that what you just said? I have news for you; you didn't break my heart. My heart's fine. My heart's in… Best
- Fate is the magnetic pull of our souls toward the people, places, and things we belong with. Belong
- Talent? That's not talent. Talent is Liza Minnelli tap dancing and singing at the same time. What I just saw was devastation. Dying man on… B Minor
- Dreams can change histories and songs can alter destinies. Alter
- That's why you have to save the dying man. Because you want him around to keep saving you. Dying
- As usual, no one's ever around when you need them. Ever Around
- Isn’t it funny to think that this magnificent piece of matter is in a state of decay? Really, can you think of any other living… Any
- To Jacob the act of critiquing art was essentially imprecise. That's why he didn't read reviews on anything he liked, be it a book, a… Act
- Forget the noose. Forget the Iron Maiden. Forget the electric chair or the guillotine. The mind was mankind's most painful torture chamber, the blessed liberty… Blessed
- I was having an epiphany. A moment of supreme clarity, leading to what I dubbed a “realization of solitude” that goes like this: I’m lonely.… Alone
- Maybe I’m weak for music men. Maybe I’m weak, period. But I couldn’t deny I was charmed by his arrogant, fool-ish guise. Arrogant
- He was waiting for something from me. Acknowledgement. Validation. Commiseration, perhaps. I couldn’t even look at him because I was afraid of feeling any more… Acknowledgement
- For the record, if I were Superman, a pale, scrawny guy holding a guitar would be Kryptonite. Guitar
- I would have remembered the good stuff. Nobody ever remembers the good stuff. Ever Remembers
- In his eyes I saw all the other possibilities. The dream-world possibilities. The fairytale possibilities. The seemingly impossible possibilities. All
- I need to know that wherever I end up, in the stars or in the gutter, you’re along for the ride. Along