Sarabeth Purcell Quotes

“Gin and tonics won't say "I love you" and neither will he.”
― Sarabeth Purcell

“I have a right to be uneven right now. It's my father's sickness, it's David's disinterest, it's that I'm twenty-four and I still haven't really figured out if I want to live or not. It's my tendency to choose the wrong times to talk. It's that with David, it's never a good time to talk. It's that I love this bastard so much I am becoming everyone I ever hated just to be nearer to him. It's that he doesn't want me near him anymore. It's that I just want this one thing to be okay. It's that it never will. It's your fault, David. I am a mess because you won't let me clean us up. You would rather remain on the floor, spilled, tracked over, something that would have made a nice conversation piece, a thing of beauty, if someone had allowed it to. You would rather be broken glass in my feet than the looking glass I peer into every day.”
― Sarabeth Purcell

“I want someone to ask me how I am and really mean it. I want someone to really care what the answer is.”
― Sarabeth Purcell

“And when you have a bad attitude, bad things happen.”
― Sarabeth Purcell

“I emote on paper and I hunger for people to read it. I want to affect people. I will write stories I dream up until the day I die and live in between the spaces of sentences and paragraphs.”
― Sarabeth Purcell

“But I know that in my heart of hearts that drinking is about as good an escape as an innocent game of suicide skiing, so I know also that David's complete obsession with video games of this type, or any type, are far from healthy.”
― Sarabeth Purcell

“I find myself actually dressing up in order to move David's eyes from the computer for a few moments. I am competing with Lord Blah Blah Blah. And losing. And I think I wanted Tex-Mex after all.”
― Sarabeth Purcell

“10. Fuck this. I'm real, for God's sake. I am real”
― Sarabeth Purcell

“But a martyr isn't supposed to ask for gratitude.”
― Sarabeth Purcell

“I love my father because I know that he wanted to be a top forty, touching pop song, but he just missed the mark and became a sad tune on the B-side. I always had the patience to listen to the B-sides, because my cassette recorder didn't rewind. I listened, I loved, because I had no choice. And now he's fading, off, and I can sense the pop tune coming on again. An I am so not in the mood for it at all. I want that sad song go on forever. I want my daddy to stay. I want to listen to these songs over and over and let them and him try my patience. I want to take my father and put him on continuous play.”
― Sarabeth Purcell