Jed Rubenfeld Quotes

#1. Satisfying a savage instinct is incomparably more pleasurable than satisfying a civilized one. - Author: Jed Rubenfeld

#2. A woman's love for a man is half animal passion and half hate. The more a woman loves a man, the more she hates him. - Author: Jed Rubenfeld

#3. There is a condition into which many young women fall. They attach themselves to violent men. They forgive any mistreatment. They think it love; it isn't. What they really want is to be punished for their sins, real and imagined - or for someone else's - Author: Jed Rubenfeld

#4. All it takes is instinct. - Author: Jed Rubenfeld

#5. I know he is
sensitive
on some points, Detective, but you must bear in mind how hard it is for an honest man to do his work in relative obscurity, while dishonest men attain wealth and renown. That is why corruption is so pernicious. It breaks the will of good men. - Author: Jed Rubenfeld

#6. If he wants meaning-the meaning of his dreams, his secrets, his life-a man must reinhabit his past, however dark, and live for the future, however uncertain. - Author: Jed Rubenfeld

#7. Wrong way to think about it. Don't try to figure it out all at once. - Author: Jed Rubenfeld

#8. For society, marriage is undoubtedly beneficial. But the burdens of civilized morality are too heavy for many to bear. - Author: Jed Rubenfeld

#9. No man can keep a secret. If his lips are silent, he chatters with his fingertips. - Author: Jed Rubenfeld

#10. On certain social occasions, otherwise dignified and serious men will begin behaving unconsciously like players on a stage, performing as they talk, acting as they gesticulate. The cause is invariably a woman. - Author: Jed Rubenfeld

#11. Mr Banwell had mastered the great truth that truth itself, like buildings, can be manufactured. - Author: Jed Rubenfeld

#12. Unhappiness is caused when we cannot let go of our memories. - Author: Jed Rubenfeld

#13. A woman is at her greatest peril in the presence of a beautiful man. - Author: Jed Rubenfeld

#14. What i literally cannot describe is the hollowness in my lungs when i am out of her presence. It is as if i were dying from the want of her. - Author: Jed Rubenfeld

#15. The pity of it was that this discovery, if such it was, now seemed so stale, so profitless to me. What good was it? What good did thinking ever do? - Author: Jed Rubenfeld

#16. The most exquisite joy is a sting to the heart, and love
love is a crisis of the soul. - Author: Jed Rubenfeld

#17. Disgust is so reassuring; it feels like a moral proof. - Author: Jed Rubenfeld