Quotes About Boundaries

Women are giving a ton of reluctant yeses, and they are mad and getting madder. "Most women have a difficult time saying no, especially if they think someone's feelings may be at stake or if they think they'll not be liked," wrote Dr. Kathryn Lively.

Dear Lord, keep my name out of the therapist's office.

7. LOVE YOURSELF More than you love your drama.

Other people's needs can occupy several lifetimes' worth of our attention, and if you let them, they will.

Changing your habits and your boundaries takes courage, audacity, and a whole lot of self-love.

When we're happy and all in love with ourselves, we can't be bothered with the bullshit (our own or other people's).

One of the premier causes of unnecessary drama is bad boundaries.

The cartographers will not be pleased.

To talk about a relationship trivializes something that's nobody's business.

That's why we're not doing it again. That kind of lust gets out of control and you'll end up scorched." Lying to yourself now? It wasn't just Lyssie that would get singed. There was something about this woman that was slipping beneath his skin and stirring the embers of a part of him he'd thought long dead. He shoved that away and firmed his voice. "I'm going to be your friend and protector.

Why? What can I do to help?" The man raised his brows. "Nothing. You've got great legs—I just want to see them next to me.

He remembered that his brothers had been puzzled and angry that Ian had let Isabella lay a hand on his arm or give him a quick kiss on the cheek, when he refused to let the rest of his family touch him. Ian had thought his brothers fools about that. If they couldn't understand the difference between three overbearing Scotsmen who smelled of smoke and whiskey, and a lovely young woman scented with of attar of roses, he couldn't help them.

Please don't call me darling. Or honey, or sugar." The man lifted his hands. "Sor-ree," he said. "Sweetheart." Haley

But—but he is your friend!" "So he is. But there are limits to everything. I will not share you with any man, Félicité, either physically or mentally.

All right," I said. "But from now on, every time you show me a dead body, I'm having sex with Eric.

Stay away from her." "Okay." "Keep your hands off her." "I'll try." He scowled at me. "I will," I said.

Can you put your hands on my crotch?" "Why, hell no, I cannot." I didn't remember anything like this happening in Pride and Prejudice .

Disapproval flashed across John's face. I wondered whether no one was supposed to touch me while he was in uniform, either.

Show me you have one iota of self-restraint." "I will," I said quickly. "Stay away from her." "Okay." "Keep your hands off her." "I'll try." He scowled at me. "I will," I said. He wiggled his fingers at me. "And it might help public relations with Lori's pop if you put on a shirt and quit walking around here like sex on a stick.

I'm not saying you shouldn't have made out with Everett. I'm saying you shouldn't have done it in his mother's scrapbooking room. Location, location, location. You might have disorganized her supplies. Some people are very particular about their chipboard getting mixed up with their cardstock.

They were not permitted to so much as knock upon the door to the room in which he thought and wrote about art, but ted hadn't found a way to keep them from prowling outside it, ghostly feral creatures drinking from a pond at moonlight, their bare feet digging in the carpet....

There's a fine line between thinking about somebody and thinking about not thinking about somebody, but I have the patience and the self-control to walk that line for hours—days, if I have to.

The secret to a happy ending, Mom used to tell us, is knowing when to walk away.

In a mere twenty minutes, they'd blown past the desired point of meaningful-connection-through-shared-experience into the less appealing state of knowing-each-other-too-well.