Quotes About Boundaries

It is never a bad thing to take up your fair share of space, said Mr. Bunny ambiguously.

You must get yourself so organized that people can't find you and see you to talk with you," he advised. Besides, he "never thought talking to people helped them get well.

Help the ones you love, his grandmother had told him, help them when you can, and after that, mind your business. Your gift doesn't give you the right to go rearranging other people's lives for them. You might see their souls, but they won't always want you to be their mirror.

Strategy 8—Against Your Rest and Contentment He hopes to overload your life and schedule, pressuring you to constantly push beyond your limits, never feeling permission to say no (Deut. 5:15).

Your father's an asshole. It's not a disease. You don't have to catch it.

Myrnin said softly. And how is it that you do not understand that HERE, in THIS place, this girl belongs to me, not to you?

Shane talking to Claire - Hang on - Slow down. I'm not going anywhere. You know that, right? You don't have to put out to keep me here. Well, as long as you eventually... Shut up Claire said.

I'm fine with Nature's way, as long as Nature keeps it out of *my* way.

We had this talk," she said. "You may be dead sexy, and I mean, like, really dead and really sexy, but you don't get to tell me what to do. Right? And no head-shrinker stuff, either, or I swear to God, I'll pack my shit and move!

Slow down. I'm not going anywhere. You know that, right? You don't have to put out to keep me here. Well, as long as you eventually–" "Shut up.

If she were any friendlier, she'd be giving you a lapdance right now.

You shouldn't have to tiptoe around your own home

Dear girls, I can let anyone get hurt because in my world, my safety and well-being come first.

As he was bringing his hands up her sides, his fingers just barely brushed the outer curve of her breasts, and she gasped into his mouth. Shane immediately sat her upright, and moved to the other end of the couch. His face was flushed; his eyes were bright and no longer looked even a little bit tired. "No,'" he said, and held out his hand like a traffic cop when she tried to scoot closer. "Red flag. If you make that sound again, we are in trouble. Or I am, anyway.

He's not my step brother technically, so I think it's okay that I kissed him once.

and discover that family, like arsenic, works best in small doses . . . unless you prefer to die.

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I hope I never love someone so much that they could hurt me

The pill's bittersweet chaser is not that they can't love you back the same way. It's that they won't. They won't open their minds to the possibility. They won't expand their expectations of romantic love past their own predetermined boundaries—gender, age, [insert innumerable other unfair, random reasons here].

She'd never learned to measure out love: give so much, withhold so much.

A woman such as I is a rocky cliff against which a man tests himself before retreating to safer pasture

If you carry someone else's fears and live by someone else's values, you may find that you have lived their lives.

Where does fiction end and reality begin?

Maybe the difference between horror and holiday was just the width of an ordinary street.