My definition of hell: For me to live with my clone.
My definition of paradise: For me to live with someone quite different.
--Jim Broede
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4 comments:
"My definition of hell: For me to live with my clone."
OMG, the picture this paints makes me hysterical (laughing), whoever would come out on top in this relationship, and I can see why you feel this would be "hell" because you always want to win don't you??
Think of it this way, dear Anonymous. One must have contrast in life to become aware that one is alive. One needs darkness to know light. One needs sorrow to know joy. I need a woman so that I know I'm a man. And above all else, I need to be loved. And I need to love. That, especially, is a win-win situation. Both lovers win. --Jim Broede
You need a woman to know you are a man????????????????????????????
That's odd. You told us you didn't marry until you were in your 30's. What did you think you were before that?
Well, before I was a man I thought I was a boy. I suppose I started thinking of myself as a man when my dad died. I was 13 at the time. I like to think that I became the man of the house then. I got myself a job, delivering newspapers. And I helped my mom a whole lot. Those were difficult times. But we made it. I think I became more of a man when I went away to college. And certainly when I spent 3 years in the Army. I’ve been associating with women virtually all of my life. Many, many women. And I’ve understood for a long time that there are differences between men and women. Some real interesting differences. Contrasts, one might say. But similarities, too. And I like women. Do I ever. I know some very nice women. The best woman I ever knew, of course, was my dear Jeanne. The only woman I ever loved totally and completely and unconditionally. Jeanne died last January. But I’m still in love. With Jeanne’s spirit. Anyway, I give women lots of credit for helping me feel like a man. Like a loving man. Thank god for women. –Jim Broede
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