Favorite Mary Alice Young Quotes
As much as death takes from us, it also gives. It teaches us what is truly important, like giving back after a lifetime of taking, going after something we should have never let go of, or looking on to what made us who we are.
In life we all make plans, but sometimes they don't turn out the way we expected. By trying to help out, we may damage a relationship. By attempting to reach out, we may push someone further away. By digging into the past, we may enrich our present.
People do good deeds for many reasons, but sometimes good deeds have bad consequences. Correcting a colleague's mistake could breed resentment. Opening one's home to a friend can damage that friendship. Trying to bring a spouse closer might push her further away. That's why there's an old expression about helping people - No good deed goes unpunished.
Have you met the perfect couple? The two soulmates, whose love never dies? The two lovers, whose relationship is never threatened? The husband and wife, who trust each other completely? If you haven't met the perfect couple, let me introduce you. They stand atop a layer of butter-cream frosting. The secret of their success? Well, for starters, they don't have to look at each other.
Yes, we often learn our most important lessons outside the classroom. The painful truth about the state of a relationship, the ugly cost of challenging authority, the sad fact that life's colors aren't always rosy, then are those who refuse to accept these important lessons. They simply wait to teach a lesson of their own.
(narrating) Everyone enjoys a game of make-believe now and then. Of course, the ways we can play can vary greatly.(Shot of Chloe Pendgergrass and her tea party) Some tell ourselves that work won't interfere with our family life (shot of Lynette looking at a picture of Parker.) Sometimes, we imagine relationships as more meaningful then they actually are. (Shot of John and Gabrielle passing each other) Occasionally, we put on a show, as if to tell ourselves our secrets aren't really that terrible. (Shot of Betty and Matthew preparing food of their prisoner downstairs.) Yes, the game of make-believe is a simple one (Shot of Bree looking at George taking a polygraph) You start by lying to yourself, and if you get others to believe you, you win. (George states he did not poison Rex, and the polygraph reveals that to be true)
Paranoia reminds you that no place is truly safe.
Edie: I think Wisteria Lane is the place for you.
Alma: Good. More than anything I just wanna fit in.
Mary Alice: (narrating) Oh you will, Alma. You absolutely will.
The world is filled with unlikely friendships. (Shot of Bree comforting Betty as she explains about Caleb.) How do they begin? With one person desperately in need. (Shot of Gabrielle trying on a dress) And another willing to lend a helping hand. (Shot of Xiao-Mhe pinning the dress, smiling back at Gabrielle) When such kindness is offered, we are finally able to see the worth of those we have previously written off. (Shot of Susan getting her mail, and then waving to Karl, who is riding on a bike with Edie) And before we know it, a bond has formed. (Shot of Ed and Tom slapping hands and laughing) Regardless of whether others can understand it. (Shot of Lynette watching them. She shakes her head.) Yes, unlikely friendships start up everyday. (Shot of Danielle and Matthew kissing) No one understands this more then the lonely. (Caleb is watching Danielle from his window) In fact, it's what they count on.
No matter how secure we are, we all experience moments of dread. It may be just before we open our credit card bill or hand over a note to our teacher or step on the scale after a week away from the gym. Yes, we all experience moments of dread. And sometimes, we have no one to blame but ourselves.
There were many ways to tell Bree Van De Kamp was a lady. She was courteous to those around her, she moved with elegance and grace. And she was very careful to never let others know what she was thinking. You see, like most well-bred women, Bree had something to hide.
It had been one year since my suicide and a lot had changed on Wisteria Lane. There were new flowers, new houses and new neighbors, the kind anyone would want living right next door.
