Quotes About Relationships

Two men who dislike each other never notice the third on their backs.

I find your family, my dear Marthe, much more disturbing than mine.

Lymond was drawing long breaths now, his hands forced back rigid behind him, driven into the lime of the wall. 'That is as far as I go,' he said flatly. 'I have never in my life subjected you to this kind of inquisition about your purpose, your doings or your relationships. I have answered you fairly enough.

His defences are good. But it is his friends that will bring him low, not his enemies, Lady Culter. Keep you out of his way. That's the best advice I can give you.

I am glad then,' said Catherine, 'that there was nothing between us, rather than mediocrity.' And from the homes … of Unicornes … 'There was kindness,' he said. 'And that was a great deal.

She rose. 'You mean,' Catherine d'Albon said, 'I have agreed to marry a libertine?' 'Everyone marries libertines,' Lymond said comfortably, rising and taking her elbow. 'But not everyone knows it beforehand.

Gabriel thinks a lot of you.' 'I thought I talked too much for his comfort,' said Lymond. 'But I hear he has a ravishing sister. I must mend my ways.

She may be hoping for Lug of the Long Arms but what she has is the family Crawford, qui peut de tous bois faire flèches in order to sit in the butts and shoot hearty rounds at each other.

I know,' said Danny Hislop. 'I want to see them being fond of one another. I want to see everybody brazening it out. And then I want to see what your petit François does to you when the party's over.

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And, surprisingly, it was Lymond's voice which said sharply, 'You cannot debar a human being from love!

You are offered love and won't accept it except on your own terms. That isn't tragic. It's the word you've just mentioned—it's childish.

Jerott, who had wished to be alone for his own sake as well as for Lymond's, closed his eyes as he sat under the orange trees, and prayed for Francis Crawford, who did not recognize love, and for himself, who did.

Irregular relationships among a royal family and its adherents were a matter of course; often a matter of business; and only occasionally a matter of love.

I should rather, Philippa, marry where there is no love than marry and find love turn to jealousy.

If you're going to marry the youth, I shan't touch him.' 'But you will be nasty to him,' said Philippa gloomily. 'You know you can't help it.' 'I shall probably be nasty to him,' Lymond agreed firmly. 'But I shan't touch him.

He held her eyes and said clearly, 'You have a great deal to be responsible for.' 'She gave you birth,' Richard said. 'That was her first mistake. The next was to spoil you. So that everything you want, you must have immediately.

As everyone keeps insisting, parentage doesn't matter. Love him for what he is.

She could say that no longer. She was his wife in nothing but name: the privacies of his nature were not hers to explore and to analyse: she kept him as far as possible out of her thoughts, and conjecture out of his affairs. Leaving him was less like leaving even the most simple of her friends in Flaw Valleys, and more like losing unfinished a manuscript, beautiful, absorbing and difficult, which she had long wanted to read.

So long as you allow yourself that kind of self-indulgence, you can expect to have headaches. If you can face anything, then face up to the one basic fact in all this. You told Míkál once, in Thessalonika, that you have never loved anyone. That was a lie. You feel for Sybilla quite as much as she has always felt for you.

I think it would be truer to say,' Philippa said, 'that both of us at the time had our reasons for hurting you.

When a Venetian associates with a Genoese, it is not for the sake of amusement, I assure you.

I am the product of many whose lives have touched mine, from the famous, distinguished, and powerful to the little known and the poor.

There is something about wills which brings out the worst side of human nature. People who under ordinary circumstances are perfectly upright and amiable, go as curly as corkscrews and foam at the mouth, whenever they hear the words 'I devise and bequeath.