Quotes About Relationships

It was his very carelessness that she had initially found so attractive, as though to snag his attention for even a moment was a sign

There are two kinds of men: men who want a wife who is predictable, and men who want a wife who is exotic. For some reason, Peter had thought she was the latter. But even if that had been the case, the problem inherent remains the same-- once she becomes a wife, the exotic becomes familiar, and thus predictable, and thus not what was wanted at all. Those few women who stayed exotic usually were considered, after a few years, to be crazy.

People to whom you could/should write letters: your mother and father your sisters and brothers your best friend the teacher who changed your life the nurse who cared for you in the hospital

It's children, children whose parents' marriage is bedrock for them even if they're not children anymore. Perhaps especially if they're not children anymore.

The cold in her makes cold in me.

One day she bit James in the arm and made it bleed, and so Miss Flora and Miss Jessie, who are very fond of me, were afraid to come into the stable.

Well, then, he said, I hope you are good-tempered; I do not like any one next door who bites.

a bad-tempered man will never make a good-tempered horse.

Blood may be thicker than water, but friendship is thicker than both.

He is very fond of me, almost too fond. I could do with less caressing and more rationality. I should like to be less of a pet and more of a friend, if I might choose; but I won't complain of that: I am only afraid his affection loses in depth where it gains in ardour. I sometimes liken it to a fire of dry twigs and branches compared with one of solid coal, very bright and hot; but if it should burn itself out and leave nothing but ashes behind.

No one can be happy in eternal solitude.

When a lady condescends to apologise, there is no keeping one's anger.

and I imagine that, though cold and haughty in her general demeanor, and even exacting in her requirements, she has strong affections for those who can reach them . . .

And why should he interest himself at all in my moral and intellectual capacities: what is it to him what I think and feel?' I asked myself. And my heart throbbed in answer to the question.

Increase of love brings increase of happiness, when it is mutual, and pure as that will be.

She left me, offended at my want of sympathy, and thinking, no doubt, that I envied her. I did not - at least, I firmly believed I did not.

Then, you must fall each into your proper place. You'll do your business, and she, if she's worthy of you, will do hers; but it's your business to please yourself, and hers to please you.

I do wish he would sometimes be serious. I cannot get him to write or speak in real, solid earnest. I don't much mind it now, but if it be always so, what shall I do with the serious part of myself?

No, but still it is very unpleasant to live with such unimpressible, incomprehensible creatures. You cannot love them; and if you could, your love would be utterly thrown away: they could neither return it, nor value, nor understand it.

Mogla bih biti uistinu sretna u ku?i punoj neprijatelja, kada bih imala samo jednog prijatelja, koji bi me istinski, duboko i vjerno volio.

To think I could be such a fool as to fall in love! It is quite beneath the dignity of a woman to do such a thing.

There are, I suppose, some men as vain, as selfish, and as heartless as she is, and, perhaps, such women may be useful to punish them.

He cannot endure Rachel, because he knows she has a proper appreciation of him.

He knows he is my sun, but when he chooses to withhold his light, he would have my sky to be all darkness.