Connie Brockway Quotes

No one ever fell in love gracefully.
Connie Brockway
Love shouldn't be comfortable.
Connie Brockway
As a gentleman- assuming you still have some pretensions in that direction- of honor- again, perhaps presumptuous, but still supposing your passing acquaintance with the concept- it is your duty- I won't even trouble to speculate here, but remain naively hopeful- to protect those under your care.
Connie Brockway
If you forget your lines, you had better mumble with conviction.
Connie Brockway
The lower your decolletage, the less the need for conversation.
Connie Brockway
Find out what people want to do, then tell them to do it. They'll think you're a genius.
Connie Brockway
Conscience is like a pet: If you spoil it by too much attention it'll start yipping at the most inopportune times.
Connie Brockway
Give me a strong back, over a soft heart.
Connie Brockway
She clutched the train ticket tighter and waited for the sense of escape to come over her as it had a dozen times before, that heady sensation of having just scooted through the clanging gate, of eluding the thrown net. It didn't come. She was running again, but she wasn't escaping. She'd been chased to ground a long, long time ago.
Connie Brockway
You can figure out what the villain fears by his choice of weapons.
Connie Brockway
There are moments on stage when everything comes together. Then the kid in the front row coughs.
Connie Brockway
And enigmatic smile is worth ten pages of dialog.
Connie Brockway
She'd stood by that creed. No softness, because the world wasn't soft; lots of laughter, because if you were in on the joke, the joke couldn't be on you; And no wanting what you couldn't take, because the world never gave.Or so she'd thought.
Connie Brockway
I love you, Ginesse. Don't you see? You are my Zerzura. You are my undiscovered country, both my heart's destination and journey. Gold and temples, jewels and gems don't hold one bit of your enticement. You are my Solomon's mine, my uncharted empire. You are the only home I need to know, the only journey I want to take, the only treasure I would die to claim. You are exotic and familiar, opiate and tonic, hard conscience and sweet temptation. And now I have no more words to give you, Ginesse. I only have my heart, and you already own that.
Connie Brockway
I want you cool and regal, earthy and impertinent, spoiling for a fight and abashed at your own temper. I want you flushed with exertion and rosy with sleep. I want you teasing and provocative, somber and thoughtful. I want every emotion, every mood, every year in a lifetime to come. I want you beside me, to encourage and argue with me, to help me and let me help you. I want to be your champion and lover, your mentor and student.
Connie Brockway