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“JENAWI I. Kincah Belanga Di antara gemeretak lentik kayu api                                                                                                                             gamang tualang di atas tempaan besi                                                                                                                         gabak mata di balik tungku pembakaran                                                                                                                          dan bayang kuasi samudra air mata                                                                                                              teraduk sempurna dalam kincah belanga.                                                                                          Adakah sebuah perasaan lain yang mungkin,                                                                                     selain cinta? Jerih sebatang besi atau mungkin                                                                                            perih kersani yang niscaya beradu di antara hati                                                                          dan jantung maut, saat keduanya bertaut? Duhai pemutus rantap, jangan sekali-kali mata                                                                                   ditentang nyata, sebab kena tuahnya mati Belanda                                                                                                           Duhai engkau penetak leher lembu betina.                                                                                       Akankah kaubawa keping secuil hatiku                                                                                                     ke mana pun engkau pergi berkelana? Seperti                                                                                         kerat jangat dalam bungkus selampai putih                                                                                             Pada tajam mulut atau garit luka dingin parasmu                                                                            yang hadir dalam ruap mimpi dan balau igauanku.                                                                         Engkau mungkin saja sekadar fatamorgana                                                                                     di mana aku mengada dalam tiap tetes                                                                                            bening air mata rembulan, tempat di mana                                                                                   dulu aku melabuhkan segala kerinduan.”

“JENAWI II. Kitab Lengkara Tetapi nama siapa nanti yang akan tertera sempurna                                                                     dalam kitab lengkara, namamukah itu? Ia yang merasa                                                                      menemu hakekat kebenaran pada ihwal kehidupan                                                                    yang konon pernah dijanjikan oleh para empu. Selain                                                                   kilas wajah sebalik topeng atau barangkali sebuah persona                                                                        kepada siapa engkau mempersembahkan setiap tetes darah                                                       yang dengan susah-payah engkau titikkan lewat bujuk rayu                                                         atau keras hardikanmu? Sekali badik ditarik pantang kembali                                                                      ke dalam sarung sebelum ia puas menikam. Tapi demi satu cintaku                                                                                                                  Tusuklah daku, Sayangku. Tetaklah tubuhku.                                                                                       Tebah - dedahlah dadaku dengan kelebat amarahmu.                                                                   Tapi jangan engkau abaikan aku. Jangan kautenung aku                                                              dengan kilau tatap matamu. Jerau jantung hatimu                                                                         yang setiap saat ingin mengejar – mencari mati                                                                                   agar esok aku bisa berharap terlahir kembali                                                                                   dalam kekal ingatanmu                                                                                                                                                                             yang sungguh kutahu                                                                                                                         betapa pongah itu. Okober 2015”

“Jenk shook his head as he headed for the rental car counter. He felt his shoulders tightening as he walked away, certain that Izzy wasn't quite ready to be silent or invisible yet. He was halfway there when Izzy shouted, "Jenkins! I wish I could quit yew!" Of course. The obligatory Brokeback Mountain reference. Jenk flipped Zanella a double bird without bothering to look back.”

“Jenks enthusiastically leaned against the counter and opened the box. Bypassing the plastic knife, he broke off about a third of it and took a huge bite. Ivy watched, appalled, and I shrugged. His mouth moving as he hummed, Jenks finished unpacking the sacks. I was half dead, Ivy was whoring herself to keep me safe, but Jenks was okay as long as he had chocolate.”

“Jenn-a Jenn-a Tal-ya!’ you’re a p*ssy! I walked in and she was dying! Her face blue, and her skin cold, her eyes wide open, saying help me, she was on the bed ass naked, saying he got me, with a knife in it. She was followed by someone for saying what she said or something that she did, it caught up with her, yet she’ll make it like she always does. Her note was left on the other window on the other side, saying- I want it all to stop, I never wanted to do anything to anyone. Along with these lyrics that she copied off her cell phone, which she looked up: ‘But I'm on the outside… I'm looking in, I can see through you, see your true colors. Because inside you're ugly; you're ugly like me. I can see through you, see to the real you. ‘And it's- you that I will never feel or have,’ and that was all spelled wrong even though she copied it all.”

“Jenna is the kind of beautiful that I can get lost in. Lost from all the fucked-up-ness in my head. She’s the kind of beautiful that laughs at all my non funny jokes because she gets me. She’s the kind of beautiful that’ll put me in my place without batting an eye. Jenna is the kind of beautiful that can transform a non believing man like me into a man who wants more. A man who can fall hard, stumbling over his own two feet because he’s so tangled up in her.”

“Jenna walked in between desks and plonked herself down behind hers, noticing AGAIN that the teacher hadn’t graced the class with his zitty presence. She thought Mr. Kennan needed to get fired, which said a lot, because she rarely paid attention to ugly teachers. She’d discussed this with the principal two weeks back when she’d been sent to his office after getting caught sleeping. She’d told him that if he employed more hot teachers like Mr. Daniels then maybe she wouldn’t pass out from boredom. The principal gave her a week’s detention because of that comment, saying that she needed to take things more seriously. But she WAS being serious. Jenna Hamilton from Graffiti Heaven (Chapter 28).”

“Jenna, you are halfway to freedom from Wayne. A few more months and you can hand him back to us, and not have to deal with him anymore. If you launch this business with him, you are locked in, day in and day out, for a minimum of four or five years. And really, can you imagine him really helping at these events? I just see him knocking over ice sculptures, and tipping over cakes, and generally being a bull in the china shop everywhere he goes. A bull on steroids. With an inner ear imbalance. On roller skates." "Enough, lawdouche, she gets it." "I know. But again, Wayne is pretty clear that his area here would be identifying and helping land clients, and consulting on thematic details and event brainstorming, and keeping up with all industry aspects of the target market." "You mean going to movies, reading comics, and playing video games." "Yep, something like that." "You can't really be thinking you are going to do this." "I can be thinking that. And I'm pretty sure that the only opinion I asked you for on this was legal ramifications and financial obligations. I don't really care about your personal opinions." "Well, that hurts my feelings, because I still care about you on a personal level, and I think this is a huge mistake for you personally." I wait for my heart to race, for the sweats to start, for my colon to twist itself into a pretzel. And when none of that happens, I look at Brian. "I think, that being the case, that perhaps you ought to speak to your partners about who might be the best attorney to work with me moving forward." "You're firing me? Because I care about you?" "I'm firing you because I need an attorney who is less personally interested in the decisions I make. I'm a big girl, and I have a dad. And clearly, this is no longer a good fit. I'll appreciate a call from the other partners by the end of the week with a plan that I can review." "Seriously, I feel like you've completely lost your mind!" "Careful, Brian. At the moment, I'm asking you be removed from my account. However uncomfortable that may be for you with your partners, I assume you would rather that, than having to explain why I'm leaving the firm entirely. And I will be advising Wayne to shift to the same person I am with, obviously, for convenience." His chiseled jaw snaps shut, and while I can see a dozen retorts on the tip of his tongue, he doesn't speak. "Thank you. I'll review this further, and will discuss my decision with my new attorney. You'll get formal word from Wayne on his choice soon, I'm sure.”

“Jennie was beginning to accept how much she cared for him. He’d been her friend for so long. Her support in so many ways. He protected her. He cared for her without question whenever she needed him. But there was more than that. He made her feel special. Cherished. He made her laugh and he held her when she cried. So many men would have walked away from her a long time ago considering what she’d put him through. She knew it would never have crossed Chad’s mind to do that.”

“Jennifer Aniston and Her New Man'" I read the words aloud uncertainly. "What new man? Why would she need a new man?" "Oh yes." Nicole follows my gaze, unconcerned. "You know she split up from Brad Pitt?" "Jennifer and Brad split?" I stare up at her, aghast. "You can't be serious! They can't have done!" "He went off with Angelina Jolie. They've got a daughter." "No!" I wail. "But Jen and Brad were so perfect together! They looked so good and they had that lovely wedding picture and everything...." "They're divorced now." Nicole shrugs, like it's no big deal. I can't get over this. Jennifer and Brad divorced. The world is a different place.”

“Jennifer to Beth: Ech. I don't like Tom Cruise. Beth to Jennifer: Me neither. But I usually like Tom Cruise movies. Jennifer to Beth: Me too... Huh, maybe I do like Tom Cruise. But I hate feeling pressured to find him attractive. I don't. Beth to Jennifer: Nobody does. It's a lie perpetuated by the American media. Tom Cruise and Julia Roberts. Jennifer to Beth: Men don't like Julia Roberts? Beth to Jennifer: Nope. Her teeth scare them. Jennifer to Beth: Good to know.”

“Jennifer was good at her job and loved it. However, I hated the fact she was forced on me. She was young, beautiful, and thin. Everything I never felt that I was, and she always insisted on wearing heels and cute little suits in the office. Really? Who had such bionic feet that they could wear those day in and day out. My attitude toward her bordered on civil with a touch of sarcasm. I was sure she had stories to tell the women in the church on how hard I was to work with. I told myself I didn’t care. I’d wear flip-flops and flats at my desk and sequester all shoes over a two-inch heel to be worn only on Sundays.”

“Jenny and I once talked about how we manage to live despite the knowledge that we are all going to die. What's the point of it all? Why bother getting up in the morning when faced with such futility? Or is it the promise of death that inspires life? That we must grab what we can while there's still time? Is it the not knowing if today is the day that keeps us going? But what if this is the day? What if the hour is here? How do you stand? How do you breathe? How do you go on?”

“Jenny Chen Is An Ordinary Girl. Or Else That’s What Everyone Thinks. Yes, Jenny Is A Drug Dealer And Slave Trader. She Likes To Act Innocent, Always Smiling, Even When Xin Yu Gong Whacks Her Like There’s No Tomorrow. That Is All A Ruse To Hide Her Secretly Evil Disposition. She Is Powerful, Holding All The Chains To Expose Government Corruption. Heck, She Even Ordered Every Letter To Be Written As A Capital For Every New Word. Her Word Is Law. She Is Supreme, Compared To Us Peasants. She Is Jenny Whenny Chen, Drug Dealer Extraordinaire And Slave Trader of The Zong Ship.”

“Jenny couldn't believe herself a multiple. She was a mother, a nurse, not that screwball who appeared on the screen like some dysfunctional figment of her imagination trying to find a life. Still, she was coming to a realization that accepting who she was would be the jailer's key to liberate her from this cuckoo's nest.”