Quotes About Relationships

Why did you stay so faithful? Oh, I wasn't so good—I was just tired of them. Men. They're stressful. You'll see.

Women don't realize how much store men set on the regularity of their habits. We absorb their comings and goings into our bodies, their rhythms into our bones. Our pulse is set to theirs, and as always on a weekend afternoon we were waiting for my mother to start us ticking away on the evening. And so, you see, her absence stopped time.

Women don't realize how much store men set on the regularity of their habits. We absorb their comings and goings into our bodies, their rhythms into our bones.

I have been second to Jo my whole life in everything and I will not be the person you settle for just because you cannot have her. I won't do it, not when, not when I've spent my entire life loving you.

Oh no. I've just accidently paid a visit to the cakeshop of love. I haven't put back my Italian cakey, but I have accidentally picked up a Dave the Tart.

I wonder if it is possible to have two boyfriends. I mean, times are changing. Relationships are more complicated. In France men always have mistresses and wives and so on. Henri probably has two girlfriends. He would laugh if you told him you just had one. He would say, 'C'est tres, tres tragique.'

In the kitchens of love, after all, vice is like the pepper in a good sauce; it brings out the flavor, it's indispensable.

Since life consists of madness spiked with lies, the farther you are from each other the more lies you can put into it and the happier you'll be. That's only natural and normal. Truth is inedible.

After all, when our egoism lets us go for a while, when it comes time to throw it off, the only women whose memory you cherish in your hearts are the ones who really loved men a little, not just one man, even if it was you, but the whole lot.

When, grown older, we look back on the selfishness of the people who've been mixed up with our lives, we see it undeniably for what it was, as hard as steel or platinum and a lot more durable than time itself. As

Ž?l tikai, ka cilv?ki nomirst t?di maitas ar tik lieliem m?lest?bas ietaup?jumiem. Tie gluži vienk?rši neizn?k lauk?. M?lest?ba ir iestr?gusi, t? paliek iekš?, t? vi?iem neko nedod. M?lest?ba vi?us nobeidz – no iekšpuses.

You'll never get a family to understand that a man, related to them or not, is nothing but suspended putrefaction … No family will pay bills for suspended putrefaction …" For

When, grown older, we look back on the selfishness of the people who've been mixed up with our lives, we see it undeniably for what it was, as hard as steel or platinum and a lot more durable than time itself.

for it was a new thing to see Meg blushing and talking about admiration, lovers, and things of that sort, and Jo felt as if during that fortnight her sister had grown up amazingly, and was drifting away from her into a world where she could not follow.

Camille Claudel, Auguste Rodin's model and thrown-away lover.

Love is the greatest blessing there is, and when you love someone as much as he loved you, you can't let go lightly. You just can't.

Always look kindly on the old, Bairbre . . . Because they have loved people so much longer than you have, they have so very much more to lose . . .

Well, I left him in my room so my mother wouldn't see him." " 'Cause you hadn't convinced her to let you keep him yet," Mark said reasonably. "Did you leave the cats to keep him company?" "Yes," Augusta said. "And did they become best friends?" Maripat asked, happily sensing the end of the story. "No," Augusta said, knowing she was in too deep. "He ate them.

She couldn't make someone—Jonathan—understand what she was going through if he wasn't ready to understand.

The smart, ambitious woman he'd fallen in love with had slipped under the weight of his dark moods. She didn't like who she was becoming—quick to please him just to stop his anger, less likely to listen to herself than to him.

She's so anxious about being loved, she ends up driving people away.

People that sick simply can't love. They don't have it in them.

a man I loved and cared about but wasn't in love with.

In all these years, how often had she wished she could call Rumer? With the happy news that followed good notices, the time she had worried about a mammogram, all the little things Michael had said and done.