Frases de Erich Segal

“A dor de não saber o que fazer era superada apenas por saber o que eu havia feito.”

“E então fiz o que nunca fiz em sua presença, muito menos em seus braços. Eu chorei.”

“O verdadeiro amor chega silenciosamente, sem faixas nem luzes piscantes. Se você ouvir sinos, verifique seus ouvidos.”

“Eu estava com medo de ser rejeitado, sim. Eu também estava com medo de ser aceito pelas razões erradas.”

“O 'equilíbrio' que as pessoas vêem em mim é realmente uma ilusão. Eu sou tão falho quanto qualquer um. É só que eu pareço ter o jeito de me esconder.”

“True love comes quietly, without banners or flashing lights. If you hear bells, get your ears checked.”

“I was afraid of being rejected, yes. I was also afraid of being accepted for the wrong reasons.”

“And then I did what I had never done in his presence, much less in his arms. I cried.”

“The pain of not knowing what to do was exceeded only by that of knowing what I had done.”

“Please, if one of us cries, let both of us cry. But preferably neither of us.”

“What the hell makes you smart?" I asked.
"I wouldn't go for coffee with you."
"Listen - I wouldn't ask you."
"That," she replied, "is what makes you stupid.”

“He had then warned his daughter not to violate the Eleventh Commandment.
"Which one is that?" I asked her.
"Do not bullshit thy father," she said.”

“Some were brilliant bordering on genius. Others, genius bordering on madness”

“Something may have been lost in translation, but it certainly wasn't love”

“You don't know about falling off cliffs, Prep­pie,' she said. 'You never fell off one in your god­damn life.'

'Yeah,' I said, re­cov­er­ing the power of speech. 'When I met you.”

“The ‘equilibrium’ that people see in me is really an illusion. I am as flawed as anyone. It’s only that I seem to have the knack of hiding.”

“What can you say about a twenty-five-year-old girl who died?”

“There was a brief silence. I think I heard snow falling.”

“What can you say about a twenty-five-year-old girl who died? That she was beautiful. And brilliant. That she loved Mozart and Bach. And the Beatles. And me.”

“What term do you employ when you speak of your progenitor?"
I answered with the term I'd always wanted to employ.
"Sonovabitch."
"To his face?" she asked.
"I never see his face."
"He wears a mask?"
"In a way, yes. Of stone. Of absolute stone.”

“Part of being a big winner is the ability to be a big loser. There is no paradox involved. It is a distinctly Harvard thing to be able to turn any defeat into victory”

“Jenny, if you're so con­vinced I'm a loser, why did you bull­doze me into buy­ing you cof­fee?'

She looked me straight in the eye and smiled.

'I like your body,' she said.”

“Quiet heroism or youthful idealism, or both? What do we know? That life without heroism and idealism is not worth living - or that either can be fatal?”

“although science could pinpoint the exact spot in the brain that ignites rage, they had yet to identify the location that produces love.”

“They glanced at one another like tigers taking measure of a menacing new rival. But in this kind of jungle you could never be sure where the real danger lurked.”

“It takes someone very special to help you forget someone very special.”