Quotes About Relationships

A couple of months ago it never occurred to me I'd have feelings for him. I mean, these kind of feelings. I thought of him as my ballast, my rock. And then slowly, he started to mean more to me than that. Since he left… I miss him so much. And not just because he was a supportive friend.

Right now Rick didn't want anything from anyone, and for Jack this was horrible. It was like being rejected as a father figure. "Hey,

The secret is learning to accept people as they are, not as you wish them to be.

It was strange to Mike that he'd first become attracted to a feisty, tough character and now, even though most of the time she was soft-spoken and had trouble maintaining eye contact, his feelings toward her hadn't changed all that much. He would welcome the old Brie back if she could fully recover—but he realized that even if she remained this vulnerable, he was feeling something strong. Something he wasn't going to be able to let go of easily. "Where

responses—adults had their own gatherings,

Don't people disappoint you sometimes?" she asked Mel. "Sure," she said. "But fortunately not as often as they surprise and impress me.

I like the music we make together whether there's music or not.

The greatest happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved; loved for ourselves, or rather, loved in spite of ourselves. —VICTOR HUGO

He is that guy who seems so alone and a guy who's made his way in the world just fine. It's just that his world is a different kind of world; it's not that rushing, heavily populated world of demands and connections so many of us have. His is mostly a quiet world and his relationships seemed to be the same. The way he seemed to like it.

She threatened him with dire consequences if he got all puffed up and studly about this. It was easy for him to take it in stride—exactly how many eight-pound babies had he pushed out? And if he joked about this even once, she was going to make him pay. Perhaps for life. Jack

Women, she thought. Difficult, complex, emotional creatures.

She didn't need advice from Mel or anyone else. She'd given him every chance, but he never said a word about how he felt about her, not a syllable about wanting a life with her. She had to make herself move on before she couldn't.

Jack just stood there, looking at Ian. He lifted one brow. "Your girl, huh?" he asked. "I was just talking to the kid," Ian said. "Uh-huh. You better head for home, pal.

away. It was to be a busy week in the Brazzi household. Luca's children,

This young Shelby was so transparent, she left little doubt as to what she wanted. Needed. She'd like to wrap her emotions around a man and tether him right up against her heart, breaking him in half. Then, in making his getaway, he'd hurt her bad. Annihilate her. Leave her young, tender heart in shreds and spoil everything for the guy who might come along later to do right by her. The

It's the way we don't tell the most important people in our lives the most important things. It was how men tended to be.

Oh, really. This saving-up business—I guess you think you're the only one who missed it. Huh?" "Well… You got a little pissy there for a while…." "Well, John, you told everyone it was ovulation day! You're going to have to learn to be a little more discreet in the future." "Anything

I've been told I can be a lot to take. Especially lately…" He grabbed her hand before she could leave. "No, you're not," he said. "Maybe you should have another cup of coffee." She

I knew in the end I'd hurt you, and I never wanted to hurt you. Shelby, I want everything for you." "I believe you. I absolutely do. You couldn't have loved me the way you did if you didn't care, if you weren't sincere. If I'm hurt, it's just because you're so damn hard to give up. And I'm so damn in love with you.

Why aren't you on the pill?" "Hmm. Because I gave up men…." He chuckled, low in his throat. "How's that working out for you….?" "I was fine until you. You've messed up a lot of my plans." "You played hell on mine, too," he groaned, lifting her T-shirt over her head, tossing it and steering her toward the bed.

The thing about nagging is that it's not nagging if you ask a person once. It only becomes nagging when you're asking for the fortieth time.

I had paid for this over and over with moments of neurotic despair, but it had been worth it. I had somehow always countered my desire for a knight in shining armour by forming bonds with men I didn't like, or with men who were so off the air there was no hope of a permanent relationship.

When I die, this is the only gold that will go with me. What does one take after death? Just one's good deeds and the love of others.

I had rediscovered people in my past and come to terms with my feelings towards them. I had learnt what love was. That love wanted the best possible for those you cared for even if that excluded yourself. That before, I had wanted to possess people without loving them, and now I could love them and wish them the best without needing them.