Quotes About Relationships

This was our common ground, the secret we shared but never spoke aloud. I should have been with him; she should have left him alone. Shoulda, coulda, woulda. It's so easy in the past tense.

There were lots of ways to love someone, I guessed, both by remembering and forgetting.

I was beginning to understand, though, that there were no such things as absolutes, not in life or in people. Like Owen said, it was day by day, if not moment by moment. All you could do was take on as much weight as you can bear. And if you're lucky, there's someone close enough by to shoulder the rest.

Roo had seen something in it, and recognized a part of me that matched. How could someone know you better than yourself? Especially if they really didn't know you, not at all.

Was I sad about the way things stood, and did I wish, still, the spring and even this summer had gone differently? Yes. But the anger, somehow had been lifted, leaving behind a sense that I could deal with whatever came next for us, even if it was nothing at all. Which sounds bad, I knew. Having no expectations for some people in your life can be depressing, if not devastating. But with others, it's what is necessary. The hard part is not figuring out which one applies, but accepting it.

But that's just the thing thought. Family isn't something that is supposed to be static or set. People marry in, divorce out. They're born, they die. It's always evolving, turning into something else. Even that picture of James's family was only the true representation for that day. By the next, something has probably changed. It had to.

Yo había pensado que no tenia una casa. Pero justo ahí, justo en ese momento, me di cuenta de que estaba equivocada. Hogar no era una casa, o un pueblo en un mapa. Era donde sea que estuviera la gente que amas, donde sea que estén juntos. No un lugar, sino un momento, y luego otro, construyéndose uno sobre otro como ladrillos para construir un sólido refugio que te gustaría conservar por el resto de tu vida, sin importar a donde vayas.

Again, this made me think of Daisy, and her white lie about the dresses. We were willing to do so much for the people we loved, even if it meant hurting ourselves. Maybe that, in the end, was what love--all kinds--was really all about.

Aceptar todo lo bueno y lo malo de alguien. Es algo muy bueno a lo cual aspirar. La parte difícil es en verdad hacerlo.

When she finally finished a few minutes later, it was hard to tell if she was even aware that the crowds had thinned... Watching them, I thought again of how we can't expect everybody to be there for us, all at once. So it's a lucky thing that really, all you need is someone.

The World, she said, is chock full of bitchy girls.

I'd never been in love, never felt that surge of feeling or that fall from its graces. I'd only watched as others weathered it: my mother in her garden, Sumner on the front lawn all those years ago, Ashley sobbing from the other side of a wall. I sat kerbside with my best friend and held her, trying to shoulder some of the hurt. There's only so much you can do, in these situations.

Everything he feels, he feels strongly. Too strongly, sometimes. I think he freaks people out.

And all of it came down to one thing: love, or the lack of it. The chances we take, knowing no better, to fall or to stand back and hold ourselves in, protecting our hearts with the tightest of grips.

I'd said I didn't always tell the truth, that I didn't handle conflict well, that anger scared me, that I was used to people just disappearing when they were mad.

Yo solo pense para mi mismo, asi subitamente, que nosotros teniamos algo en comun. Una quimica natural, si tu deseas. Y yo tenia un sentimiento que algo grande iba a pasar. A ambos. Que nosotros estabamos, de hecho, hecho para estar juntos.

I've seen what commitment leads to, and it isn't pretty. Going in is the easy part. It's the endings that suck.

And love is needing someone. Love is putting up with someone's bad qualities because they somehow complete you.

Mayonnaise," Morgan said, "is a lot like men.

Each time I thought I'd felt all I could for him, there was more.

I was beginning to understand, though, that there were no such tings as absolutes, not in life or in people. Like Owen said, it was day by day, if not moment by moment. All you could do was take on as much weight as you can bear. And if you're lucky, there's someone close enough by to shoulder the rest.

You only really fall apart in front of people you know can piece you back together.

It meant nothing, this song. All my life I'd let other people put so much weight to it, until it was heavy enough to drown me, but it was just music. But even there, locked in the stall, I could still hear it going, those notes I'd known by heart for as long as I could remember, now twisted and different, with another man I hardly knew who had some claim to me, however small, singing the words.

Well, it's true that I have been hurt in my life. Quite a bit. But it's also true that I have loved, and been loved. And that carries a weight of its own. A greater weight